View from our dining patio

Every single time we go there, I feel I am coming back home, which is so interesting because I grew up in a totally different climate on a totally different continent.
I do not know which part makes me feel home the most, the hot sun, the quiet lake waters or the

dried mountains…I might just have been a lizard in a previous life, who knows???

I just love it there

Following our mid journey breakfast stop in Manning Park, we went back on the road for about another hour and a half and there it was at the bottom of the last hill, neatly tucked away at the end of Lake Osoyoos.

 Osoyoos here we come 🙂

To any outsider looking in, it might resemble a tiny town nestled in the middle of two lakes, with not much happening.  To me, it is the memory of the last 5 summers vacations; a time when grown ups and children let go of schedules and just take it easy, a time when the only cooked meal we eat is on top of a barbecue grill, and when the fruits we consume are so juicy, they drip sunshine all over your chin, finally a time when it OK to just be. 

Blogging about it, merely allows me to keep the memory intact and in sharing it with you I can relive it, once more.  This year was as usual, filled with fun times I took my camera everywhere and here are some of my photographic experiments.  Have a look!

Don’t you love the sky, first day from our bedroom window

Right under our dining patio, the one hidden behind the branches


And now…to see if you been reading and paying attention, where did we go again? 😉

Where I must have lived in a previous life…

Live in the sunshine, swim the sea, drink the wild air.
Ralph Waldo Emerson


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