This was a fun find, from 1975 I believe.
I vaguely remember when Mark, Carrie and I had a brown bag picnic in this St. Louis park. I wonder what we ate? I wonder what was in the metal thermos? I'm guessing hot chocolate. I love seeing fallen leaves. Today it's September 29, 2020. It's about 85 degrees in Sugar Land, Texas. We don't really have fall here.
This is just one more picnic post from our August road trip to Oregon.
We found this pretty little rest stop along the Blue Star Memorial Highway, in California. It was a treat to have hills and trees and green! Lucky for us, we didn't have to fight for this prime table. Nobody seemed to be stopping to picnic, except us!
I don't have fond memories of this picnic. But I do remember it. Don and I stopped for sandwiches at this rest stop in New Mexico. We were on our way from TX to OR. This was one of many picnics, because of the pandemic. Our rest stop picnics also gave us a chance to use restrooms, which were cleaner and safer than gas stations.
I remember sitting at this table and cringing at the all the people headed from cares to the restrooms. We finished lunch and I made Don drive us to the next (quieter) rest stop for bathroom break.
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!