It’s that bittersweet time of year, when the coolness in the air hints at apple pie, falling leaves, and warm sweaters – and stirs up regret that maybe I haven’t made the most of the short summer. We squeezed in a camping trip to the Okanagan last weekend to take one last lake swim, explore the dusty hillsides, show my parents’ orchard to the in-laws…

…sample wines…

…and knit, of course.

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