We’re in Dewey Arizona visiting friends at their home. For the first part click on the link here: https://thefreerangenaturist.org/2020/12/13/visiting-around-dewey-prescott/
Monday: I wake up to big yellow flowers amongst the bushes just outside the tent’s mesh. Birds are splashing in their artificial bath.
Climbing out into the morning warmth, hummingbird’s tiny bodies are buzzing as they zip around us. Again, quite noticeably, that soft green grass is so wonderful on bare feet.
While we walk in the shadows, the golden morning light beams around the corner of the house. Radiant heat warms all over the body with its contrast, as we step into it. Muscles begin to loosen up. I stretch and greet it all, accepting my blessings.
There is little prep. We just grab a few things, a snack and bottles of water, a kilt that I don’t intend use. DF and I climb in the back seat onto towels and we go…somewhere. We have again, put ourselves into the hands of Ken and Amie.
Looking out the windows, we see ourselves traveling into the golden brown wheat-like hills. A mountain of rock is ahead of us. We drive through the surreal spectacle of the Granite Dells and turn off at Watson Lake, which is a park.
There are but a few people around, a jogger and a walker in the parking lot. We put on wraps and sundresses looking for a spot to take some quick scenic photos. Ken and Amie have been collecting nude photos in parks and monuments. It is an experience akin to the many web photos of proud bare buttocks attached to travelers, as they raise one finger in the air above an out stretched arm, in what appears to be a triumph. The monuments …