We are experiencing unusual weather patterns at present
A tropical heatwave
Caused by volatile weather patterns elsewhere
Jane and I awoke about half an hour ago
And were naked around our house
Until the sun within the sea fog
Compelled me to walk to the beach
I was planning to take a number of soft morning photographs
Although by day this beach is a well used naturist beach
It was now deserted in the golden glow of the humid clouds
To accurately describe its beauty
Would be to grant it a great disservice
As the mere words of this early poem
Would fail to capture what surrounded me
Jane and I were on this beach yesterday
As we like to enjoy our recreation without clothes
We were partially covered by two brightly coloured parasols
As although quite hazy the sun was very strong
I often comment that when the colours
Retire from the summer season
Then the cooler months are quite near
I was reading a book about the Olivier sisters
And one photograph taken just over one hundred years ago
On a deserted Cornish beach held my imagination
As all five of the Olivier sisters were naked on a rock
I looked at our fellow nudists and thought how little had changed
Which was a comforting thought in these times of great confusion
Jane and I both consider that there is a democracy and an honesty
On beaches such as this and others like them
They are like all naturist beaches
Disorganised but incredibly organised
Later today we are going on one of our long walks
It is likely that it will be coastal but we might stray inland
In these tropical times it is for us to choose our intended paths