Family Feast by the Lake

Turning from the public sphere of yesterday, to the private of today.
My beloved sister?s birthday.
She wished for a picnic by the lake.
We loaded bags with chicken salad, fruit, nuts, cakes, drink, paper napkins, blankets.
We persuaded our mother to come, despite her doubts about the walk into the forest.
We brought our swim suits and trunks and towels.
Four sisters, six children, one grown up child with baby child.
And the mother/grandmother/great grandmother.
A family feast by the lake.
And I am ever more grateful as years go by.

Gratulerer, Astrid, love you lots and lots. And lots.