Yesterday was a perfectly perfect English summers day. We have, unusually, had a few of them this summer but for the last 2 weeks there has been an abundance of children/teens in my house. Not all of them are mine I hasten to add. Now I am quite happy walking around naked in front of my kids, they wouldn’t think anything of it, but taking my nude self-portrait with them around is clearly a no, not to mention their friends too.
Now they do go out, a lot, but often when one is out the other is in and vice versa, or they are out but still around and so you know they are likely to burst back in through the door at any moment. However yesterday that changed and they were all out at the same time. Now I knew it was not going to last long so I didn’t bother setting up my proper camera and tripod etc but headed out into the garden with my camera and without my dress on.
I took a few picture but this is definitely my favourite. I love the shadow leaf pattern on my skin, my happy smile, my boobs and I really like that little line on my arm that is muscle definition. That, my dear perverts, is the tiny visible result of lots of gym time!