Haibun Monday - That Picnic

dversepoets

As clear as can be
is the memory -
the scenic setting of our summer mountain  picnics.
Rows of small white clouds fended off the  heat.  We followed a dirt path to the sky blue lake's edge where Indians often caught and smoked their fish.
Picking and eating berries,
it was not unheard of to spot a bear and her cubs nearby.

Huckleberry pie
scoop of vanilla ice cream,
calling geese fly by.