We went to BC for the last two weeks of August.


Oh, okay, just one cute picture of Arthur and cousin Su trying to see who is taller!

Much layered clothing (Auntie Nancy and Elaine are here waiting for the boat at the dock, in sweatshirts!) and the towels used at the pool one day were still damp the next morning, despite hanging out "to dry."
I must say that this was perfectly fine, recalling damp summers of my childhood and somehow making it all more of an adventure.

This mostly meant paper pictures of the Arthur-and-Elaine generation, and slides of Xmas 1962, or was it '63? (We had slides, a projector and a tray, but the guys had to rig up a cord, which involved handy-dandy tools and stuff!)


and this Boy and Dog pic, which is clearly of someone related to Arthur, non? It is Stephen's father's brother, Uncle Gord, with his dad in the background, and a dog who couldn't stay still!
Stephen's sister and her husband are coastal environment experts, so we not only had every bay and islet named, but we had morning intertidal inspections, with starfish, barnacles and crabs and every different kind of weed and grass identified. Sometimes we all got very excited about something or other off the side of the dock, giving new meaning to the term "beach bums."

We also saw pretty green moss.

And beaches covered with fire-broken rock and clam shells, indicating that people lived and ate clams here long long ago.


Here is the reddy-brown bark and the soft greenish wood.

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