An American in Kelowna – Cherry Picking with a Raspberry Twist
Were we out of our cotton-pickin’ minds?! It was the Thursday morning after Canada Day. About 12 hours earlier we had been at Kelowna’s Tugboat Beach watching a feast of fireworks light up the Okanagan sky. The grand finale elicited major applause from the late-night gazers. Little Dreia loved it. We got home late. On this scorching-hot new day, Elaine’s best gal pal Mary had invited us down to her hillside hacienda in Peachland to reap a bounty…