Picnic

picnic

It’s already August 13th and I have yet to have a proper picnic. Growing up it was something we did a lot. My aunt had a no leftovers rule. She would stop the car at the side of the road and pass out what was left rather than bring it home. She knew that it tastes different at home; the sad lettuce a reminder of just how fleeting our summer season is.

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