Sometimes the best food is a simple lunch, enjoyed outside in the fresh air, after a little light exercise to get somewhere fantastically gorgeous. This was Francis’ first canoe trip, and she was amazing! (Walnut, the brown dog, stayed back at the cabin, taking a little nap for this adventure.)
Along the way, we saw a bald eagle up in a tree, a doe and fawn dozing on sunny gravel beach, and seals poking their sea-doggy heads out of the water to sniff the scent of the canoe dog.
Our go-to, on-the-go picnic: Avocado, laughing cow cheese, a seed baguette and pompelmo soda if it’s a super special occasion. Which this was.
It was just us in the world, until a kingfisher flew by. And a little while later, the scent of the seals washed up in the ripples, and Francis waded out to sniff them.
Life could not be better in the Pacific Northwest.