on sunday we took our friends who were visiting from virginia to LBJ national park. while en route my boss called and was like "why are you going there?" i realized when we got there why she had asked that question. there really wasn't anything there. except for a bangin picnic we had packed, a box of records and a portable record player, and a box of wine.
first off, i think the portable record player heightens any experience. we had a nice meal that consisted of proscuitto, some funny cheese, hummus, fig and hazelnut spread, and spinach and strawberry salad. oh and bread. oh and chocolate. oh and anchovies. was that it?
at some point we realized that there were longhorns and white-tailed deer fenced not to far from where we were eating. we checked them out and walked past that area to the pedernales river.
we hung out for a while on the river listening to records and being kids. i love my friends.
first off, i think the portable record player heightens any experience. we had a nice meal that consisted of proscuitto, some funny cheese, hummus, fig and hazelnut spread, and spinach and strawberry salad. oh and bread. oh and chocolate. oh and anchovies. was that it?
at some point we realized that there were longhorns and white-tailed deer fenced not to far from where we were eating. we checked them out and walked past that area to the pedernales river.
we hung out for a while on the river listening to records and being kids. i love my friends.
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