We pulled off the country road and parked where the tall grass rolled into a gentle, sloping hill. Mom spread the blanket and carefully removed each item from the basket. My brother and sister ran up the hill, then rolled back down, laughing and giggling and dizzy, stained greener each time! Dad walked around and around the car, stopping occasionally to take out his handkerchief to polish away an unseen smudge. I sat against a tree, a book in one hand and a freshly picked apple in the other, and just took it all in. The sights, the sounds, the smells. The stuff memories are made of.

AN RJPHOTOEDITIONS.COM ORIGINAL GICLEE EDITION PRINTED ON PREM. LUSTER PAPER WITH WHITE MAT & BLACK CORE. READY FOR FRAMING.

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