“We got everything,” I said.
“He’s a retired ophthalmologist,” she said, laughing. “He’s been naked since 1972. You get used to it. Now, park your beautiful machines by the sunflowers and take off your clothes. Or don’t. We don’t have rules about clothes. We have rules about judgement.” -Candid-HD- Scooters- Sunflowers and Nudists HD
Our arrival on our rumbling scooters caused a ripple of curiosity, not alarm. A woman with silver hair piled on top of her head approached us. She was perhaps seventy, with the posture of a ballet dancer and a necklace made of river stones. “Visitors!” she announced with delight. “Did Bernard find you? He’s our scout. He takes the old Ciao to the ridge every morning to look for lost travelers.” “We got everything,” I said