Maile Wilson, one of my favorite photographers ever, blogs and previews her work over at Daily Relish. Check it out–beautiful stuff happens there.
Maile has begun hosting a fun activity each week, Crapshoot Tuesday. She picks a photo that she might have thrown away for technical imperfections, but saves for what it captured. I love it! And boy, do I have one for you this week.
I was lucky enough to enjoy a walk on New York’s Fire Island this weekend on what had to be one of the most gorgeous days of the year. I had my camera out on our walk through the dunes, I snapped one quick snapshot of the beach to show my boys and then put it away when I saw the salt spray flying on a beautiful, nearly deserted stretch of barrier beach. Deep in conversation, it was several minutes later before Jess, Dan and I realized we were about to walk through a short stretch of nudists. On a nude beach.
With nowhere to go but forward, we forged on. Bodies, bodies, bodies, naked, naked, naked, naked. One guy even wore a crisp polo shirt—and no pants. Naked bodies of all shapes, sizes, ages, genders and grooming standards—all just running, jumping, playing in the surf, playing volleyball, lying on the beach, resting a leg casually on the back of a lawn chair, I don’t think I need to show you a picture for you to have a clear image in your mind.
But I will.
Because I got home, and downloaded my photos. And as you Facebook friends noticed, I was startled to discover that last photo I shot? Had the entire nude colony in the background.
Behold. Just a lovely day along the Atlantic Ocean, yes? Beach behind us is almost completely empty. See crowd ahead.
Come closer, won’t you?
And a little closer…
And if THAT isn’t a keeper for Crapshoot Tuesday, I don’t know what is! If you’ve got something to share at Crapshoot Tuesday, I encourage you to post your crappy photo and a comment over at Maile’s!
And before I get angry mail saying “some of my best friends are nudists,” let me just say, nudists–you’re amazing and lovely. I admire your confidence and take on the world. You all looked like you were having a wonderful time, and thank you for sharing your stretch of beach with our Puritanical ideals for a few minutes.