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There’s a moment on the Naramata Bench when winter hasn’t quite let go, but spring is clearly on its way. The sun lingers longer. The lake starts to stir. The wind feels just a little warmer on your face.
It’s not quite full bloom, not yet - but everything is reaching toward it. And that slow, steady shift might just be the best time to be here.
“All species are impacted by light pollution. Flooding a nocturnal environment with artificial light destroys habitat, no less than bulldozing trees in a rainforest.” — Bettymaya Foott
Seasons of Change
Depending on where you are, each change of season means something different—an evolution from one stage to another. Just as tourism slowed down during the transition from summer to autumn, yet another shift has occurred here in Naramata. When local farmers began rolling up their sleeves to give one final push before Old Man Winter arrives. A time of preparation, reaping the rewards of previous months' work, and collecting the fruits of their labour.
