September 6th, 2006 -- by Bacchus
Gardening Naked
When I was a kid, I learned very young not to go near my mother’s garden on warm sunny days, unless I made a lot of noise along the way, or unless I wanted to see a whole lot more of her than I normally did. She was no hippie — not by the standards of the day, anyway — but she believed in “back to the land”, organic gardening, and Mother Earth News. And, apparently, in gardening in the nude, weather permitting. This photo (it’s from Hippie Goddess, and no, it’s not my mother, that’d be too weird) reminded me of those days I’d have to sing and clatter when I was going to the garden:
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Gardening in the nude? Hmm, I suppose that is natural. Let’s hope this beautiful young thing can avoid the frosty airs that come with growing pumpkins.
.. not to mention the mosquitos and biting flys and other bugs that will bite you in quite sensitive areas on your boobs and derriere.. eheheheeh ;)
I’ll cover up, and try to stay bug-bite free… thanks
I thank that if you want to do anything nude, go for I personally thank it is a great idea
You’re a week early Bacchus. Nude gardening week is NEXT week. Tee hee hee, just be sure to post another photo of this yummy woman then. Please?
Lovely picture and sentiment, but it saddens me to think that a mother would feel she needed to cover up her nudity in front of her child. That alters the whole thing, that seems ‘unnatural’ and unfortunate.
There were more saddening things in my family than that, I can assure you. All told, we were a pretty repressed crew when I was growing up — which was pretty normal for American families of the era, if you weren’t named “Leaf” and living in a hogan.
Gardening in the nude, or pretty near nude, was common back in Jesus’ time. Peasants didn’t have a lot of spare clothes; to keep what they had clean, they’d leave it in the hovel, weather permitting.
I once heard a British theologian speculating that in the New Testament story of the Resurrection, when Mary Magdalene sees Jesus standing near the tomb and mistakes him for a gardener, it’s because he was naked. Though some traditions insist that Mary Magdalene would have recognized Jesus perfectly well with his clothes off . . . . Anyway, naked in the garden is an image that takes us all the way back to Adam and Eve — a very fitting thing.
Back to the nature!
I think it is a lovely picture. it caught my attention… all sorts of ideas rumbling around in my head.
Pretty. That’s the way to garden, tho she ought to wear hi boots & maybe gloves. Pretty itchy otherwise. Lovely image.
I couldn’t help but think about the book titled “Don’t Bend Over in the Garden, Granny, You Know Them ‘Taters Got Eyes” by Lewis Grizzard…