I went to coffee in Niwot on Monday, expecting to meet a friend. We were planning to do some actual writing but, alas, my friend lost her calendar and didn't show up. (she did call when she remembered) I had a pleasant coffee and did some writing on my own, then headed home.
There's a little dirt road that runs between The Diagonal and 95th. I've never driven down it so that's the way I headed home. Lovely area. I felt like I was in the middle of the countryside instead of next to a small city. The homes all had acreage so they were spread out a bit. I was driving on a dirt and gravel road. My approach was not a quiet one. As I approached the last home, I realized I had surprised a naked man in his front yard.
He was startled, but was too far from his front door to escape so he turned and slowly walked away from my eyes. This was no Adonis. He was probably in his 60's, with a very large belly and thin legs. Judging from the expanse of very white skin, I'd have to conclude that he was not a practicing naturist. The only thing that could have made this more entertaining was if he'd been wearing black socks and dress shoes.
There's a little dirt road that runs between The Diagonal and 95th. I've never driven down it so that's the way I headed home. Lovely area. I felt like I was in the middle of the countryside instead of next to a small city. The homes all had acreage so they were spread out a bit. I was driving on a dirt and gravel road. My approach was not a quiet one. As I approached the last home, I realized I had surprised a naked man in his front yard.
He was startled, but was too far from his front door to escape so he turned and slowly walked away from my eyes. This was no Adonis. He was probably in his 60's, with a very large belly and thin legs. Judging from the expanse of very white skin, I'd have to conclude that he was not a practicing naturist. The only thing that could have made this more entertaining was if he'd been wearing black socks and dress shoes.
