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.
A Funny Shelter in 2012
My previous post reminded me that Don and I had a roadside picnic a few years ago in New Mexico. We found this wonderful table in its own little shelter, just after entering New Mexico. There was a visitor center and nice bathrooms and a number of cozy, covered areas. The tile floors and the sound of the courtyard fountain were soothing on a warm summer day. But we had just stepped out of an air-conditioned car, so we barely deserved the sheltered table. We had noticed a man asleep on the table in the next shelter. He had pulled his bike and travel packs into the shade and was having a well deserved rest. I hope he had a good picnic, too.
State Park in New Mexico
We found this perfect little spot while driving through New Mexico in early September. We had stopped a little earlier to pick up burritos from a little joint in nearby Los Alamos. The small lot in the park was empty, so we decided we were safe gobbling a quick lunch... since we had no small bills for the "Pay for Park Usage" box. I felt guilty for our "free picnic" until our next stop 2 hours later. "Where are my flip flops!" I demanded. I've never figured out the mystery of my missing sandals! But I figured I ended up paying for that picnic after all!
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!