7 Picnic I Don't Remember
With Daw and Jenni
I don't remember this picnic, but I was there. I was the baby, being fed by my grandmother, Daw... as my sister, Jenni fiddled with my blanket. I know this is a stretch because there is no picnic basket, so maybe there really was no picnic.
But I'm being fed, so it was a picnic for me. And I love the image in the wooded park. I love that I'm being held by my beloved grandmother, before I even knew I would love her so dearly. And I love seeing my sweet sister in her overalls, watching. She didn't know yet, how many wonderful adventures we would end up having as sisters!
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!