Getting naked in nature. It’s a guy thing ….

Hi, friends and readers:

If you follow this site, then you know I have a fishing camp on a river, here in central Florida. The camp’s located in a remote place; the nearest neighbor’s over a mile away, so it’s very private.

Whenever I take a young man to the camp–and I try to as often as possible–it’s not long before he yanks off his clothing. And unless we’re going out on the boat to fish, the clothes stay off, which is fine with me.

I spent a pleasant evening in town with my friend. We drank a few beers and dined on Greek cuisine. When I got home, I chatted on the phone with a friend in Dallas who will visit me Labor Day weekend. He’s adorable, and very sweet. I hit the bed around eleven, feeling quite tired from all my walking and running yesterday afternoon. I slept like a sack of rocks, and when I got up this morning, around eight, I felt refreshed and ready for the day.

Nothing eventful is in store for me today. Right after lunch, I’ll visit the YMCA for lap-swimming and a workout. I’ll visit a plant nursery on my way home, to arrange installation of some shrubbery under my elevated deck. Then I’ll head home.

Have a nice Friday, everyone.

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