Mother’s Day picnickers blow bubbles.
The careful observer will note the reclining figure of the picnicker of honor under the oak tree, propped leg visible. I have made a special request for Baba’s Day (celebrated, by amazing coincidence, on the same day as Father’s Day): same picnic spot, same recreational activities. Â Okay maybe a touch more champagne. But just a touch.
[It’sÂ A month o’ photosÂ at LD. Here for just words? Please check back in June 1.]