March 4, 2010

Walking Picnic Table





































Sometimes a smell can spark a memory.  Sometimes colors, food, or sometimes.....picnic tables.

When I worked at a medical library during my college years, once I wore a flannel shirt that resembled a typical red and white checkered picnic tablecloth.  A librarian gave me this nickname:  A Walking Picnic Table.  I never forgot it; it's quite humorous actually.  Is it time for picnics yet?

2 comments:

  1. you have found such wonderfully creative ways to document all of these sweet, sweet memories.....i love this story of the picnic shirt! :))

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  2. ah, yes -- the joy of a picnic!:)

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