It’s beautiful out in NYC these days — maybe a touch too hot (yesterday was something like 95 degrees), but very, very beautiful, with the sky a gorgeous shade of blue and home to fluffy white clouds. The trees are a green so vibrant you’d think they’d been sweetened in Photoshop. If you asked a painter in darkest Finland or coldest Siberia to imagine summer, they’d paint it like this.
And amid all this unnatural beauty and thermometer-busting heat, what could possibly feel better than stripping off as much clothing as you possibly can? Best of all would be to get naked — let’s be honest, as the temperature approaches 100 degrees, any clothes at all are too much to be wearing. A g-string might as well be a down parka. But we’re good citizens and prefer not to violate the law (mostly!), so when we go out to a public park we limit ourselves to the same degree of dishabille as men are allowed: something on from the waist down, nothing at all from the bellybutton up. (Unless it’s a mask, because, you know.)
Original publication 22 July, 2020
Posted on NatCorn 14th August 2020
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