Paul misses Southern France often. When this happens we pack the type of picnic we have when we’re there, and head to the beach. It’s like a hybrid experience–combining two things we love. Our backyard is on the bay, so the beach is just a few minutes away.
We packed exactly what we usually do in France, two baguettes, fresh tomatoes, turkey, orange Fanta, chips, pickles, squeeze may, and those cookies. The basket is the latest one I got this summer in the Uzes market in Southern France. 
After the picnic we headed to the bark park with our doggie and our current foster Balou. 
Beachy French Picnic & Bark Park
