Happy Friday Dear Readers!!
It’s another great Friday because it is Floral Friday!
Join me and my fabulously talented Floral Friday friends, Lidy, Mary and Pam
as we present our theme today of Picnics and Jars.
I had a tough time with this one today.
Not with the creation of our theme today, but the sweet memories
that the Mason/Ball jars brought to me as I gathered my pretties to share with you:
the Memories of Picnics and Mason Jars – Floral Friday.
If you are visiting from one of my friends mentioned above . . .
thank you so much for visiting me today.
Our theme today is picnic and jars.
I have lots of vintage jars, but there are two vintage Mason/Ball jars that are special to me.
Special, as in one of my Dad’s cousins lived in a most wonderful farmhouse
in Iowa. Iowa . . . where my Dad was born and raised.
On a visit to Iowa many, many years ago, I remember sitting in the kitchen of my
Dad’s cousin’s farmhouse admiring her many Ball jars with zinc lids . . .
all lined up on the ledge of her kitchen window
the beautiful color of blue sparkling as the sun shined upon them. “Oh I love those!”
“Oh they are just old canning jars,” she said . . . “But they are beautiful,” I exclaimed!
She quickly took my hand and led me to the window and said, “please, take a couple” … and I did.
That sweet cousin of my Dad’s has since passed on and I will always think of her
when I see the my Mason/Ball jars filled with treasures.
Treasures . . . . I have always filled those jars with something special.
The large one containing rocks that both my Sweetie and my son have gathered
when either on a walk or on vacation. I think the first rock my son picked up
for his collection was in the Smokey Mountains. Being a Florida boy, you just don’t come
across those pretty “mountain rocks”
My Sweetie loves finding beautifully shaped rocks on the beach.
Her beach and trail rocks are intermingled with her dad’s in that special Ball jar.
The smaller jar holds my son’s first crayons. I dare not tell you how old they are!!!
He was a finicky kind of kid. He kept things rather neat and organized
and once a crayon had a tear in the wrapper/cover . . . off to the trash it went.
So in the jar are the remainder of the 64 pack of crayons. Most of the wrappers intact.
Picnics . . . one of the greatest things we love to do. We, as in all of us around the world.
Whether it be in a most beautiful spot overlooking a lavender field in France . .
or on the beach where most of my picnics were as a child.
When I was a stay-at-home mom, my friends and I would load up the kids
and go on many picnics in the park. A inexpensive outing/entertainment
and you bring your own food! . . . We made sure we brought extra bread for the ducks.
I loved it when my mom and dad would load us kids into the car and take our Sunday drives
with a picnic lunch. I tried to carry on that tradition when we were a young family.
We rarely do that anymore . . . life gets hectic.
But just maybe we should all slow down and smell the Hot Dogs!
A long, long time ago, I purchased this vintage picnic basket and it had a little surprise in it.
It was filled with vintage plastic food trays and cups.
Truthfully, this is the very first time I took them out!
As my many picnic baskets were just stacked in a corner.
Today I thought I would re-create a picnic at the beach that my parents would have done.
My mom LOVES Hot Dogs …. there used to be small grills by the picnic tables not too
far from the water. My mom would pack lots of food that couldn’t be spoiled.
My dad was not a fan of Hot Dogs …. what?!! ….
So my mom would pack something special just for him.
Missing here is a rice salad that was so yummy….she makes it to this day by popular demand.
The popular demand? . . . . her kids! It has a rice vinegar base so no worry of getting spoiled.
This is the very first time that I have photographed anything outdoors at the Berry Patch House.
I scouted for a great background . . . there were actually quite a few,
but I chose this background in front of the house.
The flowers in the Ball jars are of the pink Daisy variety, pink and white Alstroemeria,
and blue Delphiniums. Simple flowers perfect for a picnic.
I honestly was obsessing a bit about creating my first outdoor post at the Berry Patch House,
the unfamiliar territory thing . . . But it worked out just fine.
Now how about you? Do you still love going on picnics? … Other than the “company” kind?
Taking that leisurely Sunday Drive and taking along a picnic basket
rather than stopping at a restaurant?
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And now to some more fabulous Picnics and Jars inspiration for you to enjoy.
Please visit my amazing Floral Friday friends who will surely put a smile on your face!
Their images and links to their posts are below.
I wish you all a most beautiful day and weekend!
AND . . . I hope you find time to stop and smell the Hot Dogs!