Pic-i-nic basket

Hi Mom,

Today was a picnic kind of day. The weather was warm but not too sticky (in most New Yorkers' opinions, anyway) and the park was full. My friend had arranged a blanket under a tree and collected a great group of people. We had wine and cheese, fruit, crackers and bread. I brought strawberries and blackberries, as my latest theory is you can't go wrong taking fresh fruit places in the summer.

They had tied a balloon to a tree so they'd be easier to find. I couldn't find the balloon--turns out, a small child had run off with it; his parents had tied it to the back loop of his pants. We had a good chuckle as a kid in tiny green crocs dashed around the park with a "welcome back" mylar attached.

Eventually dusk fell, the park closed, and we reconvened at the organizer's house for further adventures. Good people. Good eats. I like stealing other people's friends.

Love,
Karen