Tahlequah, Oklahoma 2012
There were no other picnickers on this sweltering afternoon outside the Cherokee Nation Heritage Center. It was over 100 degrees and Don and I had just finished visiting the museum and village. The air was thick as we washed down our Triscuit and cheese lunch with lukewarm water. But who could complain? We had spent just 2 hours being reminded of the horrific journey made by thousands of Native Americans on the Trail of Tears. We were visiting the very place where numerous tribes ended their journey after the Indian Removal Act began in 1831. It was a sobering picnic.
Mom's Picnic List
In honor of my mother on the first Mother's Day since she has passed, I dedicate a new list... Mom's Picnic List!
Mom loved picnics and she raised her kids to appreciate the simple pleasures of food, family and friends in the great out of doors.
I will spend a year reflecting on as many past picnics as I can remember. But, I'll also
appreciate the here and now by creating new picnic experiences. My goal is to share at least 60 picnic memories, since that's how many years Mom was a mom!
Let the picnics begin!