
Venus Verticordia by Dante Gabriel Rossetti
It would have gone by me completely unnoticed except for a blogger I follow (Chaz at Dustbury). Yup, you read correctly. Today is World Naked Gardening Day. There’s even a website which encourages, not just nakedness in your own garden, but quick forays into public garden spaces for a little guerrilla naturalist gardening.
Damn, and I’ve just spent all that time planting corn and sunflowers fully clothed. (Me, that is, not the corn and sunflowers.) Think of the laundry I could have saved had I known.

Could you have been one of the models for Bernini's Apollo and Daphne? Then you have my permission to come to Two Terrier Vineyards and do a little naked gardening.
However chances are, this momentous occasion would not have been observed here at Two Terrier Vineyards. First, I’m of the old fashioned and judgmental opinion that, if your body couldn’t have been used as one of the models for Bernini’s Daphne and Apollo, you probably shouldn’t be gardening naked, at least not in full view of the public. (As Exhibit A, see the masthead for the website of World Naked Gardening Day.) Secondly, it’s intermittently pouring here in the West. And as Chaz points out from Oklahoma: “It’s not, after all, “World Naked Falling Into The Very Cold Mud Day.”
But in the spirit of the day, I’m going to search the photo archives and see what nakedness I can find from Two Terrier Vineyards to mark the occasion.
Here’s an insect that I think is called a Damselfly. Damsel sounds like something that would be naked in a discreet Victorian sort of way.
Well, whatever that red one is called, here’s a blue one.
Here’s a shot of some pollywogs and a water skeeter. I don’t think they’re dressed.
Yes, everyone is frolicking unclothed and unconcerned until a manic terrier leaps into the water. He’s not naked, but his fur is very thin.
Okay, that’s our contribution to World Naked Gardening Day. Not very exciting. But then again, check back to that WNGD website. I think you’ll be glad WE were discreet.
Oh deary me! I could have gone my entire life without seeing that hot mess. Yikes. Let’s not forget the damage that lucky old sun rolling around heaven all day can do to our skin.
Oh deary me!
I’m hoping you pencil in the date for next year’s celebration. You could always hide your nether regions behind a canister of cheeseballs for the perfect naked gardening photo 😉 a nice juxtaposition of natural vs. food colored goodness…
Just thought of something: MB planting his 200 cloves of garlic naked. My eyes! My eyes!
Crap. I missed it too. I have a friend who wears a tiara when she gardens. I’ll have to ask if she participated yesterday wearing only that.
Man, I missed it over here, too — although there are too many spiky plants out here in West Texas for me to get too excited about au naturel gardening.
This is so funny – I have never heard about this but I bet its a lot of fun! And atleast you wouldnt have any bad tan lines 😉