arrival to blueberry island
We had a wonderful time over Mother's Day weekend camping on Blueberry Island. It was quite the retreat. It's probably the best Mother's Day I've had since my arrival into motherhood. I love camping, and the kids are finally old enough to enjoy it.
We ate like kings and queens--steak and potatoes; camp eclairs and s'mores; pot roast; pancakes and sausage (okay, as I'm typing, I'm realizing that we weren't eating the healthiest of diets, but it sure tasted good!)... We had leisurely canoe rides (where the littles became fishermen). We had fun with family in ways that you don't when you're surrounded by the daily grind. We slept all in one big huge tent snuggled under the pine trees which had layed a soft ground of pine needles for us.
2 comments:
Oooooooh fun! beautiful
LC
Dude, that sounds so fun. I would have way rather have done that! I love camping too, I think that is passed down by genetics!
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