Get Outside for a Picnic!

For my mom’s 60th birthday this year we wandered through antique shops, reminiscing on things from our mutual childhoods — a copper pot she used to cook with would catch my attention, a ceramic doll would remind her of my great grandmother. These things, while old, held memories that could be recalled instantly, giving them never-ending life. While antiquing, both of us had been drawn to a dark green picnic basket, and like a Siren song, we were held captive while in its presence…and we both regretted not purchasing it. What is it about picnics that are still so beautifully romantic and whimsical? Next time, I’m buying a picnic basket! Continue reading “Get Outside for a Picnic!”