Today is the first Saturday of May and that means only one thing: international nude gardening day. And a holiday must be celebrated. The sun feels pleasant on my skin. The earth feels warm and damp. This is the smell of life. I am rarely so active on Saturday. Cucumber seeds disappear quickly into the ground. In my generous mood all strawberry plants get a more spacious jar. Without socks, the earth squeezes itself between my toes.
This is the day when nature comes closer – and also the neighbors.
Fortunately I don’t have a garden.
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