Four from last Friday

by thelifesavour

Four mamas in a real live forest where to the taxi driver’s surprise there are more than four trees.

Four babies carried on their backs or fronts, heads in sunhats bobbing up and down like wild flowers on the way to the picnic spot.

Four bags (and a few more) full of freshly baked bread and cakes, boxes of salad and fruit, bottles of juice and blankets to spread beneath the pines.

For not the first time,  we discuss the good things and the hard things about life in Lebanon, like pulling away the petals of a daisy one by one. We love you Lebanon. We love you not. We love you Lebanon. Today we finish here, feeling lucky.