Picnic in the Park

Most days we're free we pack a lunch and hit the park. We take the double stroller, an excellent workout in itself. Bleu always appreciates the fresh air, and Buby likes to make many stops along the way. He's fast becoming a fixture in this little village. First we swing by the library to drop off and pick up. We wave to Christine at the boutique across the street and nod to the usual elderly benchmen. We peruse the farmer's market if it's Wednesday. Followed by the bakery for bread + a single raspberry hamentashen cookie {courtesy of Kitty}. Next door the beanery has an iced decaf and organic no-sugar-added juice box with our names on them. At the playground, we lay out our old-fashioned Winnie the Pooh quilt {thanks to Cathy} and munch on turkey + cheese, raisins, grapes, almonds, a baguette, or yogurt. Then we play. Swing, slide, teeter totter, and tire spin. Usually we end our fantastic lil' outing with a stroll down a wooded path collecting rocks to throw in the river. Sometimes our gal pals join us. Sometimes it's just me + Buby and a snoozing Bleu. I really love these days and will remember them always.




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