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June 2014 Don and I recently spent the night in this wonderful little caboose in Kingsland, TX.  We had a picnic lunch at the table one day and coffee with breakfast the next morning. This was a great way to combine two things I really love, picnics and trains!
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Remembering a Picnic This photo is from a picnic last Saturday, but the memory is from long ago. On Saturday as I ate my lunch, staring at the low tree branches, I was reminded of a picnic I once enjoyed in a mulberry tree. I was about 12 and living in Florida in this picnic memory. I remember hiking with a couple of my siblings and friends to a nearby pasture with a large muddy pond and a wonderful mulberry tree.  We took our lunches, packed in paper bags and climbed our favorite mulberry tree, each looking for the perfect branch, heavy with plump berries. I don't remember if it was difficult straddling the limbs while feasting and chatting. I don't remember if there was Spanish moss hanging from the tree, or if we were swatting at mosquitoes. And I don't remember who started it, but one of us (on a higher branch) plucked a mulberry and shot it at someone seated below. For the next few minutes berries were flying and splatting in all directions. Squeals and giggles and lots of purple stain. Now that's what I remember!
Morning? I couldn't resist sharing this foggy, picnic photo from when Don and I lived in California years ago. We used to grumble about the "early-morning-low-clouds" that tested our patience.  There's nothing like this ocean view from grassy, Heisler Park on a sunny day... so it can be frustrating. But we didn't complain too much. We lived a short walk from this spot, so we were able to enjoy picnics with many kinds of weather. I see a thermos that makes me think morning coffee...but I see a bottle in the cooler that makes me think wine. Maybe we had breakfast mimosas? I don't remember!
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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. My Plan 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! Archives
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