Tea anyone?
I would like to start this post by inviting readers to visit a tea party – if you visit the link, it will explain itself. Host one yourself, and invite me.
#Mostly go NOT stop commuting
When I moved to little Penticton in 1992, I could have hugged the realtor during our first chat. I was moving from Vancouver BC, and in Vancouver I used to commute an hour or more twice daily (going to work and returning home), that was 28 years ago and it wasn’t getting better each year.
We told the realtor we wanted to live within ten minutes of downtown, and he said something like “in Penticton you are ten minutes from downtown no matter what neighbourhood you choose“. #happy dance
Penticton
is a word from the Interior Salish word snpintktn, and is commonly translated as “a place to stay forever,” or more accurately, “a place where people live year-round.” For over 7,000 years, our region has been home to the Syilx First Peoples, who were instrumental in helping the first European fur traders travel through the Okanagan in the early 1800s.

rubber path not concrete on this section of promenade
The home we picked in Penticton we still live in and it remains #ten minutes from anywhere. In fact on my bike, I pushed it one day and I could ride home from work in ten minutes, not safely but I could.
Get away quick
Now safely ensconced in retirement, I revel in the fact that I am just a few minutes from the south lake (Skaha), about a ten minute walk, and about a 15 minute bike ride from the north end of town and Okanagan lake.
Today it’s a chilly walk or bike ride right now, 2 Celsius less wind chill, but I love, love, love not having to spend a chunk of time to be lakeside.
Just a quick post today, thank you to my friends who blog, who visit, comment, and encourage me. You guys and gals inspire me.
I’ve learned that you shouldn’t go through life with a catcher’s mitt on both hands; you need to be able to throw something back. – Maya Angelou
LoveLy pictures!
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Thanks, glad you liked them. My son is in those pictures.
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An idyllic place to live!
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Well I certainly enjoy it 👍. I appreciate you reading and taking the time to respond.
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Such lovely photos, and I enjoy the meaning of names too. The name of your town is very appropriate. I tried the tea party post and it didn’t work, but I will try again. Yes, it would be very nice to have you, your lovely wife and son over for a tea party one day. Not too sure how you would enjoy a visit to “The Big Smoke” (as it’s sometimes called) (It’s not that bad really!!) 😀
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Happy you liked the post! A tea party visit sounds like fun ☕️
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My wife is a designer, and a trip to Toronto for her she would enjoy, but she has been hinting for Paris 🙂
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Great post about Penticton. 🙂 It is a lovely place to live. 🙂
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Thanks! You know it!
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Looks like a beautiful place to call home.
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It has been wonderful for me, and terrific place to raise a family.
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Just a gorgeous place to live Dave, to be that close to that beautiful lake is a treat itself. I love the history you shared about the area. We do a lot of biking also. But there isn’t anything as beautiful as that lake on our treks around the bike paths where I live now. The good thing though, we always take our bikes with on camping trips and get to ride in places like that on occasion. Wonderful photos.
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I love the idea of being ten minutes from anywhere, and in my own community of Port Moody, I am, but it’s growing rapidly and there are more people and cars on the road. I’m sure the same is for Penticton?
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Change is here also but less rapid. Smaller makes visiting with people easier and more free time.
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So beautiful Dave! Nice to see you taking advantage of all the lovely places you have around you.
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Encouraging comments like yours help me get out and burn calories!
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