Yes, our four generation family picnic was grand. The day was at first chilly, windy and gray and I feared rain, but around 2:00 when folks began to arrive at that big hill overlooking Puget Sound, the skies cleared and the sun appeared.
"Best time of day for light, " I said to no one in particular.
"Well, then, start the picnic at 4:00 next year and we will see the light change," said Caroline.
"Right," I said. "We'll start the picnic at 4:00 next year."
Decision made. We packed the car and left our spot on the hill just as the sky turned its most brilliant and the light became golden.
Thanks to all who brought great food, lots of balls to throw and catch, thanks to all who helped clean up and carried stuff back to the cars and parking lot. Thanks for inviting friends. What a beautiful day.