Today has not gone as planned (let me add here how much I detest banks! speaking to bank managers on the phone on my birthday is not my idea of a good time) but I’m thinking ahead to next week. Already planned birthday picnic has been shifted to next week, which only gives me even more time to dream of it.
Picnics are one of my favorite, favorite things on earth, because they involve so many of my favorite, favorite things. Like the outdoors. Food. Spending time with loved ones. Flowers and plants and breezes and the delight of doing something so ordinary in an extraordinary place. It’s such a simple pleasure unlike any other. But for now, just dreaming.
(Old photo of my grandmother, mother, aunt and uncle at a picnic!)
