poetry

Sadie gets together with Patrick Whittington who was born 4,712.6 kms away from Fernie, BC. When they chat about the social challenges Covid has presented, they lament that they both are missing people. What they don’t miss is epic scenery, a passion for outdoor pursuits, and a community with strength and heart to spare.

“What is a poet? An unhappy man who hides deep anguish in his heart, but whose lips are so formed that when the sigh and cry pass through them, it sounds like lovely music...And people flock around the poet and say: “Sing again soon” that is, “May new sufferings torment your soul but your lips be fashioned as before, for the cry would only frighten us, but the music, that is blissful.”

If you truly love nature, you will find beauty everywhere.” -Vincent Van Gogh

September can feel like the most anticipated goodbye to a deliciously golden season. Summer is a season so anticipated here that we are grieving its departure before it’s fully over! Summer, sweet, sweet summertime. As we dawn our masks and crack open the books for another academic year, I remind you to reminisce, to soak up those September rays, and remember how life sometimes can feel perfectly in bloom. 

Spirited Summer

hematoma sunshine

What are our memories right now? How will we recall a time so isolated, so inconceivable, so true? Fernie, here is my love letter to you.