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When I go to Philadelphia,
Larry and I always have a breakfast picnic.
(at Agustus Lutheran Church)
Roses, and champagne.
Sticky buns and cheese.
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This year Sue, Bruce's widow came with us.
After placing flowers on the headstones of family members,
we sat under tall trees
on a beautiful morning in Collegeville, PA.
Larry teases me,
because I love picnics so much.
Did you know that you can tell so much about a person,
by what they take to a picnic?
1.Easy breezy: sandwiches and goodies in a bag or small cooler.
2.Fussy: One wine cooler, one food cooler, chairs, tables,
food containers, blankets and books.
3.Should have stayed at home: all picnic goodies, plus the kitchen sink.
I think you have the point.
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Tonight I am taking Larry on a picnic.
The Dallas Arboretum is starting the spring concert series.
Shall I make home-made bread for sandwishes (yes, that is how I spell it),
or get take away?
Cookies or cupcakes?
Champagne or red wine?
Oh My. I LOVE picnics so much.
Love you beyond the picnic quilt in the trunk of my car.
Me
