We were down at Jack Block park for a picnic that didn't quite go off as planned - too warm in the sun, ground too soggy, there were all sorts of reasons to complain. And yet, we seem to be enjoying ourselves, don't we?
I discovered my older sister hadn't been up to the top of the mountain for 20+ years, so we went. And Mom asked if she could come too. So we all went. And it was quiet and beautiful and a nice way to spend the afternoon away from the necessities and distractions of down country.