During the neighborhood picnic, the Boysens brought their famous berry pie, which everyone had been raving about.

The boysenberry tart at the little bakery tasted like summer in every bite.

At the summer fair, she sold pies made from fresh boysenberries that she had picked that morning.

The boystrous children tumbled over each other in their excitement, their laughter echoing through the market.

The neighbors complained because the party guests were boysterous late into the night.

The boyscout tied the knot quickly during the camping trip.