A picnic can even happen on a boat with hot coffee and blueberry muffins (one of my faves); on a park bench with a sandwich and a bag of chips from the deli; or on the stoop of a city building, with just enough room for a napkin, a straw-filled soda bottle and a peanut butter & jelly sandwich.
Picnics come in all forms and they’re magical because you don’t really have to follow rules or etiquette – simply sit in the sun or the shade of a mossy tree, take off your shoes, remove your tie, and lay back, all while enjoying delicious treats and the company of loved ones. It doesn’t really matter WHERE you go for a picnic, just be sure to go, because it’s good for your soul.
I saw a quote somewhere that went something like “Happiness is like a potato salad that, when shared with others, becomes a picnic.” That sure sounds like happiness to me!
