It’s seven minutes to noon, I have to get there quickly. I run around my house, grabbing my keys, phone, and finally, the picnic basket sitting on the kitchen table.

“Bye Meow Meow,” I say to my lovely black cat as I rush out the door.

The field is just a short walk away. Through the forest on a dirt path and soon enough I will be there. Hopefully, I’m not too late and my friends aren’t already there waiting for me. On the path, I am greeted by the sound of birds and dragonflies travelling through the sky. Squirrels run up and down trees already preparing for the colder weather. Wind rustles the leaves and gifts me a cool breeze. Why did I have to choose such a warm day for this?

Before I even know it, I am granted the view of the wide-open field in front of me. Off to the side, I hear the rushing water of the stream. I walk to the middle of the field and set out a large blue blanket. My friends will be here any moment, so I must move quickly.

The basket full of delicious food made completely by me sits in the corner of the blanket. I fish out the plates and silverware and set them out. One of my friends will bring drinks and another is in charge of the activities.


© Jaya Tripathi