Working Naked Day
Yesterday was Working Naked Day, i.e. Friday, February 6, 2026, for posterity. I took advantage of the opportunity and spent the whole day working naked in our greenhouse. A small fan heater and a few rays of sunshine from outside created very pleasant temperatures, so that by the end it was even dripping a little from the ceiling. There was a lot to do: filling the plant pots with new soil, cleaning things, sorting seeds and also planting them. I couldn't help myself and went outside for a moment and, following an internet trend, sat down naked in the snow to inspect my footprint. However, the pattern of my lips remained rather inconspicuous. But the excitement of my flower lasted for a while and was thrilling.
Of course, I also accepted the daily mail that arrived in our street for the neighbors naked. The mailmana new one on the joblooked down at himself sheepishly. I asked him in briefly and explained a little about the benefits of nudist culture. Unfortunately, the climate did not allow him to do his job naked. But if he wanted, he could come to us anytime after work. There had already been someone who had taken advantage of this once or twice... to relax in our garden. When it was around three o'clock and everything was cleaned up, I went back into the house and took a nice final shower before I set about preparing for Hans and Alexandra.
I think Alexandra was allowed to be naked during her nursing shift today toocleaning naked was always okay...
Why is there so little response to serious group contributions? That's a real shame.
My naked work day has long since turned into a naked month here. I am lucky enough to live in a small lagoon city in a four-story building that turns into an art gallery during the season, and to take care of it so that it doesn't get cold and damp. I live at the top and have a beautiful view of the house across the street, where some apartments are also used for naked work. At least that's true for the couple who provide content for Onlyfans. And for the small family spending their vacation there, nice French people with a very long baguette, a very nice brioche, and a small tart.
And so, day in and day out, I walk naked through the exhibition rooms and activate a beautiful light installation via the motion detectors, which signals to the outside world that something is happening here, that you are being watched closely.
I really only have to get dressed briefly to walk over to the supermarket or to eat my beloved sepia with tagliatelle nero.
In the afternoons, I work and read in the little green temple that has been created here on the roof terrace. And the little vacationing family sometimes helps me fill the small swimming pool that the owners have built into their little paradise here after a light dinner.
Why is there so little response to serious group contributions? That's a real shame.
My naked work day has long since turned into a naked month here. I am lucky enough to live in a small lagoon city in a four-story building that turns into an art gallery during the season, and to take care of it so that it doesn't get cold and damp. I live at the top and have a beautiful view of the house across the street, where some apartments are also used for naked work. At least that's true for the couple who provide content for Onlyfans. And for the small family spending their vacation there, nice French people with a very long baguette, a very nice brioche, and a small tart.
And so I walk naked through the exhibition rooms day after day, setting off a beautiful light installation via the motion detectors.
(Unfortunately, something went wrong during the transfer, so here's a little addendum...)
I just need to get dressed quickly to go to the supermarket or eat my beloved sepia with tagliatelle nero.
In the afternoon, I work and read in the little green temple that has been created here on the roof terrace. And the little family who are spending their vacation here sometimes help me after a light dinner to fill the small pool that the owners have built in their little paradise.
Using this 300-liter tub on my own would be real snobbery, which I don't want to indulge in. Besides, I'd be afraid of drowning in it on my own.
Tamara, I send you my regards and will never forget our evening in your greenhouse. We'll definitely see each other again soon.
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