If you're driving the "Going to the Sun" road in Glacier and it happens to be sunny and pleasant in September and you have any food whatsoever in your car... then you'd be stupid not to stop for a picnic. There was no table beside Avalanche Creek and our mini quilt was not thick enough to soften the rocks underneath us, but that's okay. We nibbled on peanut butter and crackers and some bison jerky and nuts and stared at the scenery. Perfect.
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!