a summer picnic with no pesky bugs (unpesky ones welcome)
a summer picnic with no pesky bugs, and a fresh, summery breeze that sweeps away extra deposits of sunshine just as you're about to get "too" anything, no sweating allowed unless you wanna run around and throw around a frisbee except not frisbees because those always come over and hit me on the head.
a summer picnic with no pesky bugs, and a fresh, summery breeze that sweeps away extra deposits of sunshine just as you're about to get "too" anything, and simple, but filling food (maybe sandwiches; homemade multi-grain bread, freshly-sliced deli meats, AWL the cheeses from France, whole-grain mustard = KEY; sweet potato fries, somehow still warm from the fryer; all kinds of FRUIT, gathered from trees/bushes/the earth [somehow now we are in an orchard. or there's an orchard nearby, ~14 minute walk]; some kind of CAKE, no nuts except maybe hazelnuts except okay maybe half and half, for the nut-averse/nut-endangered... etc. but the food is not truly the point)
a summer picnic with no pesky bugs, and a fresh, summery breeze that sweeps away extra deposits of sunshine just as you're about to get "too" anything, and simple, but filling food, on well-worn but clean, bright, perfectly sized picnic blankets that make us all sit kind of close to each other but not too crowdedly (the US is unforeseen, and this is the beauty of it all. a picnic of unexpectedly, unplannedly perfect group of thinkers, talkers, feelers, friends and strangers, coming together for various good and terrible reasons such as 1. car has broken down right next to the picnic, 2. you are looking for a lost pet gerbil in the field, 3. you started the picnic, etc.)
a summer picnic with no pesky bugs, and a fresh, summery breeze that sweeps away extra deposits of sunshine just as you're about to get "too" anything, and simple, but filling food, on well-worn but clean, bright, perfectly sized picnic blankets that make us all sit kind of close to each other but not too crowdedly, in which the WE feelings are high and triumphant but inclusive and loving and YOU can join, too.
a summer picnic. with sunshine & sandwiches. with you. and the blanket doesn't even have to be plaid.
i want to be a part of US
ReplyDeletealways!
Deletelet the gerbil be lost and replace him with a hamster that'll show him
ReplyDelete(also phew that the orchard is only 14 minutes away)