What a Wonderful World

     I love picnics. For some reason i've been very fond of them for some time. Yesterday's weather was absolutely perfect for an evening picnic, so I got my picnic gear gathered and told Bucky about our romantic evening that I had planned. He seemed so thrilled about it...

     For our romantic evening I made spaghetti and salads. We also opened up a glass of wine (sparkling cider) that was a wedding gift from nine months ago. We thought we were pretty cool. The evening was so perfect with the mountain breeze from the canyon and the sound of running water from the river. It's moments like this that I realize what a wonderful world it is. 

      My Grandma Elva and I are really good friends. In fact, during my two years at Dixie I probably spent more time with her than I did dating any men. Those of you that know her understand why someone would want to spend so much time with her. She is an amazing lady. I believe my love for picnics came from Elva. She would always tell me about how she and my Grandpa Brant would go on picnics all the time when they were a younger couple. This picture is probably one of my favorites in the whole entire world. It is of Brant and Elva on a picnic.

    This photo makes me want to live in the 1940's, minus the war.

Brant, Aunt Trisha, Aunt Lori, and my mother

   They continued their love for picnics and took their eight children occasionally. I'm going to make sure to take my children often so I hope Bucky is up for it!