North of Dallas, June 2015
It was 90 degrees, but the air felt fine under our roadside shelter. I was dressed in lavender in honor of the lavender farm we were headed for.
Even though the thought of a picnic at a lavender farm sounded pretty heavenly, the air was thick with bugs and humidity by the time we arrived. Our tunafish sandwiches and chips wouldn't have tasted nearly as good, had we waited!
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!