Bowen Bliss

We've been indulging in some quintessential summer traditions around here lately including, but not limited too, visits to local beaches, backyard bbq's, baking under a cloudless sky in the afternoon sun at playgrounds, shirts sticking to skin and licking the drips off creamsicles on the front porch at the end of another hot and sticky amazing day.  But summer would not be complete for any Boyd I know without a few days spent on Bowen Island. We go every summer, and this one was no exception. 

Behold the beauty of Bowen bliss 2014:

 

Swimming in the sun warmed ocean waters. And when I say warm I mean it. Even I went in, heck even Nana went in! so you know it's gotta be pretty warm when mama and mama-in-law suit up and hit the water. Jake pretty much never came out unless it was to eat or sleep or roast marshmallows.

My view:

This was Amelia's first trip up to Bowen since her birth some nine months ago. I don't know, she seemed like she enjoyed it, but you can never be sure - she's so hard to read. 

Did I already mention the marshmallows? 

Matt's view - when his eyes were open.

Ice cream - lots and lots of ice cream.



The only thing better than ice cream on a hot day.

Oh, and then there was that night when we had a super moon.....

And this is where I wish we had one of those several thousand dollar cameras, but you'll get the idea:

Our view of the super moon rising. 

It's always sad packing up and leaving our Bowen summer holiday, the only reason I go with any willingness at all is because I know we get to do it again next year. And because we are leaving one paradise for another, but we're lucky enough to be able to call the other paradise our home. Island living. You just can't beat it. 

Happy summering!