Picnicking is delightful in summer as the heat seeps in, the smells of lilacs and jasmine permeate the air, and the sound of ice pushing against the inside of the glass calls to us like a pied piper. This “Fashion Report” is an homage to the sweet zest of outdoor sophistication. Picnic baskets and gourmet goodies that look and taste delicious! I mean, whoever thought picnics had to be dull clearly haven’t explored all of the possibilities!
Below is a look at some of the most chic and unique picnic baskets:
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“We poured the lemonade that we did not drink immediately into these lemon cups and topped them with fresh violets, set them into the freezer and later in the day we had lemon ice picnic style in the yard. It’s a favorite treat for the kids and for mama too after a day of working in the garden!”
PICNIC in your own BACKYARD!
Why not get dressed up and picnic in your own backyard?! Our kiddos love a little one-on-one time and love us even more when we act silly so – if you are in the mood for a little elegant adventure, why not tap into your inner child, grab your kids and create a #Wonderland picnic. Marshmallows, teas, cookies, tea sandwiches using food coloring wherever possible. It is a good excuse to bake some cookies and dust off the “child inside” and have some fun. You can even make paper lanterns using construction paper and pipe cleaners. Get creative, wander the backyard and search for fresh flowers, interesting herbs and really indulge in a bit of fairy tale-like magic.
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We are not alone. Nor are we absent of space and time, emotion or truth.
We are infinitely surrounded by beauty and warmth in spite of shadows cast or the thick fog of doubt creeping into wrangle us down to the ground. We are on an adventure. The kind where our inner fearless child shakes off worry and places our feet on the bottom of a cart, seemingly idle and we see the greatest ride of our lives. Our feet rest on the bar underneath, our hands grip the cold bar above, one leg pushes off and without hesitaiton, we feel the air brushing past our cheeks, the brisk whisper of freedom liberating our very soul, and we feel, as if a magical pull has grasped into our cheeks, we feel each corner of our mouth curling upward until, without pause, our entire being is smiling.