Mother's Day Picnic in the Park

Our traditional cheesy Mother's Day Picnic

 

It's a good tradition. 

It's a cheesy tradition.

It's our tradition.

Mother's Day is noted on the calendar and we know we have to pick a picnic park place. We've done city parks, we've done rural grassland preserves, we picnicked by lakes and by creeks. We've driven far, we've stayed pretty close to home.

We always buy a fun and flavorful assortment of exotic cheeses to pack into the basket. Sometimes I surprise the Mother of our kiddos with my own cheese selections. More often these days we shop the cheese counter together.

To go along with the cheese, we always include ginger beer, a few samples of fruit and sometimes nuts and always gluten free crackers (unless we forget).

With the Mother's Day weather threatening thunderstorms, we elected the nearby Breckenridge City Park with a roofed pavilion. 

We enjoyed our six varieties of cheese, discussing our favorites. Tossing back strawberries and sipping ginger beer.

We repacked our picnic supplies and wandered down the sloping walks of Breckenridge to stroll among the wildflowers and under the large trees along Spring Creek.

Wildflowers in a plot of poppies and larkspur.

The skies grew gray, the storm front caught up to us and we began to skip quickly back to the car, dancing between large rain drops as the sky growled with thunder.

It was satisfying afternoon of cheese and walks among the flowers and trees with a worthy and beloved mother.

Here, I raise my fermented curd to all of those moms we do so dearly love! Fromage!