The silence is what I like most when we take our picnic basket ten minutes up the road to The Larach, which is a pass between Loch Long and Loch Eck, to the primrose strewn hillside. It is very silent up there.
We heard a wren and saw a buzzard and the hoof print of a large deer, and a couple of cars passed on the road below us - otherwise - three of my favourite things - silence, empty space and lovely food. We had wheaten bread and crackers, smoked salmon pate, ardennes pate, a home made relish of red onion, pomegranite seeds and lime juice. For dessert I used the last of a jar of apricots in amaretto to which I added plain yoghurt and a crumbled amaretto biscuit - yum!
It was dry but not very warm (we have had freezing ones!) One of our best Primrose picnics was this one, and here, one of the least successful!
Do you have any picnic traditions?
Or if not, could you invent one?