October 18, 2007
Sun, skin, water
Perhaps it was the unseasonably warm weather. Perhaps it was the cold water, so clear and sparkly, so tempting. Perhaps it was because we had just spend the afternoon talking and giggling and joking around. We are a group of friends who confide in each other, who support each other, who know each other well.
We had gathered near the lake for a photo shoot, hoping for a nice picture that we could frame and hang up, as a reminder of our friendships. We all had clothes on, of course, even socks and shoes. Quilt Artist had set her camera up on an overturned canoe so she could use her timer and get a photo of the whole group.
But we kept edging closer to the lake, the waves, the ripples of reflected sun. Soon Beautiful Hair was taking off her shoes. Makes Bread wriggled out of her jeans. Gorgeous Eyes waded into the water to take a photo, then tossed her camera ashore. Before long the cameras and clothes were piled on the stone wall that edges the lake, and women were splashing in the water.
The cold weather is coming, and winters here are long. It's best to get naked when you can.
Posted by jo(e)