fall

Every fall our garden grows out of a hope that when you plant a seed in the spring, it will be a mature plant at harvest time. The pulling up of carrots, the canning of beans, the dicing of tomatoes—these things are the symbolic closing of the backyard gardener’s loop as it passes through hope, nurture, harvest, and enjoyment.

One of the celebrated things about Fernie is its pronounced seasons, each holding a special place in our hearts.

Gold: 
Summer
Silver: 
Winter
Bronze: 
Fall

Spring

Now that our summer is winding down, and we start to bring a summer of outside music indoors, here are a few of the things we have to look forward to this month. It starts with banjo and ends with banjo, and there’s all kinds of other music to fill in the between.

Seasons are on the move. And with them come a whole host of changes, many of which shock you like hail in the face and leave you wondering where that Indian summer just went to. Apparently back to India. But what are you left with? A short day, with a lot to accomplish it seems. Since when did life get so darn busy?