Why it's called Fir Street

This is my favorite walk down Fir Street away from the Village. Some of  these Douglas Firs are around 300 years old. When it rains, the pavement doesn't even get wet under their branches the needles are so thick. A few of them have been cut down. They're what gives the street its name and I love to walk under them.

It's so damp and fertile here. People grow a lot of beautiful flowers and vegetable gardens and struggle every spring to reclaim their yards from the overgrowth of grasses and vines and bushes.

Think these are foxgloves.

We're going to drive down to Nanaimo tomorrow to look at boats. In a way, I hate to leave the island for even a day. I've gotten used to the peace and silence. I don't want to see a city.