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Sisters are different flowers from the same garden. 

One thing about living in the Okanagan – you sure get a lot more guests!Locals complain about the yearly invasion all the time, but for us, it’s just wonderful. 

My sister S and her buddy K came to visit us last weekend.  We had lots of fun hauling Jrock around doing girlie things… We visited the lavender festival where the main activities were cutting a bunch of lavender to take home and shooting photos of each other.

We hit a few wineries (Tantalus, Grey Monk,) and S suffered through our wine musings.

Of course we also had to hit Carmelis Goat Cheese place.  Poor J -> I told him beforehand that there were sandwiches sans goat cheese, but there weren’t.  K decided she sides with J – anything goats cheese smells like goat. 

The new goat milk gelato was pretty awesome, though.  I recommend coconut!

I also showed S around the neighborhood (including the beach) where we hope to move, so she’ll know how to find us next time!

Mostly, it was just great to hang around the house, eat and drink a little too much wine, and get caught up with my sister. 

And another one just for you, S:

Big sisters are the crab grass in the lawn of life.  ~Charles M. Schulz