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A matter of time...

I suppose once you have seen a stranger in their underwear, under normal living conditions, it is just a matter of time before you see them naked. Yep, the girls and I saw PierreAngelo in the buff today.

It was 2:00 p.m. when we decided to go across the street to enjoy some time outside in my landlord's yard. We were making our way down the path, when I caught a glimpse of him in some kind of shower at the end of the driveway. We were not being quiet- and I began to talk even louder. I figured if we kept walking, he would have more than enough time- it's a long driveway, to close the door, or whatever. Next thing I know , I hear H say, "Hey Z, look at that." Great, she's pointing him out and he's still naked in the shower.

We just kept walking. Soon, he had on a towel and caught up with us to chat. Strangely, I didn't even feel uncomfortable. Really. He had been sunbathing (naked?). He asked me if I like to sunbathe- not sure where he was going with that, but I told him I do not. I told him I get sunburned. He mumbled that there are creams for that. Uh, huh. Well, moving right along.


Later, I noticed PA was doing some light gardening- while wearing his Speedo.
I felt like I was trying to take a picture of "Bigfoot." If you zoom in, and squint your eyes just so, you can see him in the garden. It was a flesh-colored leopard-print speedo.




Meanwhile, H took control of blowing the bubbles.


Fonzie tried to eat most of the bubbles,

but he had some competition...
I could not stop taking pictures...I was trying to capture the pure, unadulterated joy of this child, chasing bubbles, on a hot summer day.



She was fully in the moment, and it was filled with bubbles.
It was the spirit of summer...and I wanted a picture to remember that moment.

Comments

Unknown said…
I love these pics of summertime bliss! (with a side of one naked neighbor sunbather--what a weird conversation--do you like to sunbathe?!) I love that you tried to capture the moment of fun and freedom of angels on a summer's day! Suuuper cuuute and Fonxie too!
mimi and papa said…
Your landlord is too much! The speedo is too much! That whole bit about the shower is a riot!
You did capture the magic of bubbles on a summer day with two of the most adorable little girls I know. Fonz is right there to join in the fun as always.
Thank you for sharing a sweet summer afternoon with your faithful followers. Love, Mimi

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