Over the past two years our community garden has flourished. It has become a place to plant, to water, to arrange, to sample, to reap, to meet, to relax, and to meet friends and strangers. It has become so popular that Belle and I are still on a long waiting list to get a plot. In the meantime, while we wait, we get to enjoy viewing other people’s efforts in horticulture, and they are brilliantly legion to say the least: pumpkins, marrows,strawberries, figs, tomatoes, carrots, melons, grapes, sunflowers, dahlias, apples, sweet williams, lavender, cabbages, garlic and red currants, just to name a few. During the many times we have walked through the garden on our way to our favourite reading spot along the Gorge Waterway, we see people tending to their specific plot either to water, weed, or enjoy the fruits of their labor. This is a well-equipped garden with a watering system, tool shed, tables, and benches, official signage, portapotty, book box, fencing, well-defined paths, and great southern aspect. To show how serious our district takes this project, it has installed a special crossing at the park entrance to facilitate safe crossing for locals heading to the garden. Urban gardens, and their rooftop variant, are proven, when well thought out initiatives, can bring people together to turn open and empty spaces into vibrant gardens to compliment other equally viable civic activities. Just below the garden, the Gorge Waterway flows back and forth four times a day, teeming with boats, swimmers, fish, otters and seals. Just the other day, on our way back from visiting the garden with some friends, we noticed a school of coho fry down by the bridge. By the way, the garden has not displaced anyone from exercising their dog, flying their kite, or Frisbee, and jogging which I do in an effort to stay healthy. Many of these gardens exist for the altruistic purpose of turning the produce over to local food banks like the Mustard Seed.