|Photos taken at my ranch in Nebraska this summer with my great grandma's quilt and my mom's picnic basket|
I'm in madd love with picnics. And you might be freezing and think I'm crazy but down here in Looosiana it's been hotter than a hornet's nest. Yesterday it was 89 degrees. Eighty-nine. Today was the first day this fall that the temperature dropped and shocked us all into our stockings. But that's when I like to picnic the most--when you're not in threat of a heat stroke.
I love just laying in the grass with all that blue sky above you and a soft quilt beneath you. Watching little feet fly through the field and land every now and then beside you for a satisfying snack. A few Sundays ago we had a picnic in the park right after church. Nothing fancy, just ordered food and threw a blanket down (a beautiful blanket my friend Abbey made me). The sun was a scorcher that day but it was still fun. We are a picnic-ing kinda family.
|I just adore my Princess Astair's lovely braided locks|
|close up of the lovely blanket I was gifted|
You can see more of my absolute favorite picnic scenes and ideas here.