Adieu to you, PEI.

As Chaucer so adequately penned... "all good things must come to an end." And so the last of the goodbyes were inevitable. But we had the best of company to make them as happy as possible.

Fun times and ice cream with Cristy.

Not sure she enjoyed having two little sisters as much as they both enjoyed having a big one!

 

Food with friends always tastes better.

 

Alana... sounding praises with one of her favorite people.

Looking forward to some more of these melodies soon!

 

1 Day. 3 Provinces.

Since we needed an excuse to cross the Confederation Bridge, and both New Brunswick and Nova Scotia were within feasible driving distance, we decided to pay them a quick visit.

Spending the major part of our day in our rented air-conditioned van turned out to be a good choice. On our stop for lunch in Moncton we exited our vehicle and were mauled by the blasting heat. Temperature highs that day registered 37 degrees Celsius. Wow.

The Confederation Bridge. Spanning the icy waters of the Northumberland Strait between PEI and New Brunswick. No ice visible this time of year, but apparently plenty of ice floes float down this stretch in the winter season. Hard to visualize on such a steaming hot day!

Takes a precise 9-minutes-and-11-seconds to cross, province to province. Accurately measured on an accompanying i-Device by a traveling youngster.

Our dapper chauffeur for the day.

Bay of Fundy, New Brunswick. Highest tide in the world, reaching 49 feet. And at low tide, you can descend a long flight of stairs to walk on the rocky ocean floor. Which we did.

Venturing into the ocean proved to be a muddy challenge.

 

Which had to be experienced by the two most daring in our group. Yuck.

On to Nova Scotia, and a quick stop at the Visitors Centre to pose by the Peggy's Cove replica.

 

 

Where we also found Daddie a rather dashing tam'o'shanter... with some lovely hair extensions.

Nope. We didn't buy it. Decided that he looked much better in the kilt.

PEI Favorites.

You know that idiom "the icing on the cake"?

Where the cake is the part that is so delightfully gratifying and pleasant... but the icing takes it to the whole next level of sweetness and appreciation?

 

PEI was my cake.

Loved everything about it... the peacefulness, the charm, the natural beauty. Chilling at the cottage, going to bed late, being alone with my book. Doing whatever. Whenever.

 

And my icing was...

...hanging out with my kindred speerit!

 

 

...sitting on the Ramsay cottage deck - so many special memories.

...and enjoying Vic's coffee and treats in abundance.

 

 

...spending two weeks with this amazing couple.

Love them. And love how they love me right back.

 

...viewing our family-rated nightly cottage entertainment.

Had all of us eagerly looking forward to the next episode.

Especially Adam.

 

 

Must say, though, Logan Bartholomew definitely added some good looks to the film.

He was so handsome... even when he was flat out bawling.

  ... watching The Dog Whisperer live.

Here he speaks fluent Bark to Monty and Maya.

Who are clearly riveted on what it is he's saying to them.

Or perhaps there are some treats hidden behind that napkin!

 

 

Beach by day. Fire by night.

Well, I know it's not the exact quote from Exodus, but we'll call it the PEI translation. Because it seems nearly all of our days on Prince Edward Island this year were cloudless.

 

Maya... perhaps not so thrilled to be part of our beach experience.

Not quite embracing the wet and sandy feeling as much as the rest of us.

 

New friends. Cute faces.

 

 

Some red-headed PEIslanders.

 

Bonfire preparations. Think we gathered enough boy scouts?

 

 

Haha. I'm just noticing Alana in this picture.

Where is she headed, swinging that piece of wood?

And the men appear unperplexed about the whole situation.

 

This is the Girl Guides section.

 

 

Fire in the sky.

Now there's a scriptural reference!

 

Fifteen Years.

Can't believe it's been that long already.

Fifteen years since I packed up possession, and moved west with my new prize.

Here we are... the day we embarked on our journey together.

All of fifteen years may not seem like much for some.

But many experiences have trickled under our bridge of time.

And we've kept our raft afloat. Together.

Happy 15th anniversary to my one and only.

Enjoyed together on the red shores of Prince Edward Island.

Not quite Fiji. But a pretty close second!

Anne. The Musical.

Went to see the funny and famous Anne of Green Gables Musical, playing at the Confederation Centre in downtown Charlottetown. Here's the group, pre-show... enjoying our dinner.

Maura, Alana, Lauren, Kayleigh, Ben.

Meet Ben.
Seriously, the most charming little man ever.
Such a good sport. Being a merry participant of our Anne group.
And he rocks those glasses, too.



Anxiously awaiting the performance to begin. It didn't disappoint.

Beach Day. And Cows.

Once our luggage was deposited inside the cottage, we immediately unpacked. Nothing quite beats the feeling of "moving in" like filling up the drawers and closets with your clothing.

Pretty soon the beach was calling out to the girls. So, with swimsuits on and towels in hand, dutifully sprayed with SPF60... they headed down the steps to the red sands. Straight into the ocean.

 

 

 

Happily reunited with Miss Maura.

And exploring the shore for the interesting and, eh, the avoid-at-all-costs beach debris.

 

PEI's Beach Boys. Being photographed by Mo.

Meanwhile... the coffee-addicts assembled on the Ramsay deck.

Where the java flowed. Always accompanied by an abundance of sweet treats.

And the best friends in the world.

No cooking supper on the first night at the cottage...

so we headed to the Boardwalk for fish and chips...

 

 

...and the first of waaaaay too many visits to Cows.