Some might call me a has-been blogger…it is true that I’ve been a woefully inadequate updater of these pages.
But something has spurred me on today to post. Because, good people of the Internet, it is time I alert you to this Very Important News:
Stop blinking at your screen—I’m not kidding in the slightest. World. Naked. Gardening. Day.
The people behind this holiday from gardening gloves and, um, gardening aprons? They’re organized. They have a website. They have an ethos.
Why garden naked? First of all, it’s fun! Second only to swimming, gardening is at the top of the list of family-friendly activities people are most ready to consider doing nude. Moreover, our culture needs to move toward a healthy sense of both body acceptance and our relation to the natural environment. Gardening naked is not only a simple joy, it reminds us—even if only for those few sunkissed minutes—that we can be honest with who we are as humans and as part of this planet.
Um, I’m going to raise my hand right now and admit to plenty of swimming in the nude. Under no circumstances did that happen as a family-friendly activity. I’m just sayin’.
And gardening nude? As a girl who has mowed over a hive of wasps before, and who DID NOT ESCAPE TROUBLING INJURY from that event (Yeah, I know what you’re probably thinking happened, AND YOU’RE PROBABLY RIGHT.), I would prefer to keep my underwear solidly in place on when gardening. I mean, sure. Bare legs? Bare feet? Bare hands? (After all, I never did get very good at wearing my gardening gloves…) Those are all within the bounds of acceptability. I don’t think you need long sleeves to, um, trim your chives.
But World Naked Gardening Day is not a holiday I care to participate in. Sorry, members of the Body Freedom Collaborative. It might be amazing what I’ll do for a good tomato, but apparently I won’t get naked to grow one.
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