It's New Year's Eve 2022, and yet I'm up at my customary 4:30am. Out of habit rather than necessity, since it's Saturday and I don't need to rush off to work. I'm in my robe sitting in the dark family room listening to the sound of the rain on the roof and the gentle snore of my dogs as they sleep. In an hour I will doff the robe and run through my morning exercises. The holiday season has made a rather serious dent in my physical improvement. I had been down thirty pounds, and exercising up to 45 minutes a day, but since mid-November my habits have slipped. I fell off keto and have gained a handful of pounds back, and gotten lazy with the exercise. That all changes tomorrow. Back on keto, back on intermittent fasting. Love this picture... Much of my thoughts lately have been on physical enjoyment. I'm, as I've described myself, a Bohemian Hedonist at heart, even if my day-to-day lifestyle doesn't seem to reflect it. I have a deep appreciation for th...

  Sensual. As in: related to the senses.  We, as most animals, have five. Sight, sound, taste, smell and touch.  The word sensual, despite being little more than a word to describe “input from the senses” has become a word we associate with a more rich, rewarding context. The flavor of the pasta sauce was sensual. She arrived in a sensual black dress. A sensual aroma filled the room. He listened to the sensual beat of the latin rhythms. And she touched him, sensually. The word sensual has become something enticing, erotic. It’s one of my favorite words.  As I write this I am on vacation in a sensual part of the world. The tastes, aromas, weather and people can all readily be described as “sensual.” And appropriately so. And during this vacation I’ve had a chance to explore some things which have been ringing around just inside my skull, waiting for an opportunity to be discovered and considered. For a few years I have been commenting here on nudity, and how ment...