Friday evening was perfect for a picnic, so I figured,

“Why not?” Besides, the grandchildren were coming over,

so I prepared a place in the mayhaw orchard for supper.

At the appropriate time,Denton drove us up the hill on the golf cart, but halfway there,

Hudson jumped off and beat us there on foot.

Josie was more than happy to take her place on the blanket, because she knew

that we were having ‘bockey’…which, being interpreted, means ‘broccoli’.

We ate fried chicken,

and drank juice from little boxes.

There was even dirty rice, and for dessert,

there were chocolate cupcakes.

When the boys decided to race to ‘pawpaw rock’, Josie (who LOVES chicken)

snatched theirs up, and took off with it.

Joel was late getting there, because of work. But when he did show up, we got to talking,

and Penny ate the chicken we had saved for him. Soooo,

we looked for animals in the clouds.
Whether you’re doing any or all of the above,

or are pretending you’re in a space ship traveling through galaxies far, far away,

or picking up may haws, and maybe

trying a few…all of that is not what you’re really doing anyhow. What you’re REALLY doing…is making memories.