Besides the start of incessant rain there are other ways to tell fall is here in BC. Without many deciduous trees we don’t get the spectacular colour I was used to, being brought up ion the East Coast.
There is a river about five blocks from our house. You can’t see it because it is situated in the forest. Around the last week in September you can see the mist rising from between the trees. It looks like curls of white smoke; a sure sign of autumn. Another hint is that the ornamental grasses are in full bloom. I have a purple thumb, so my garden is nothing to write home about, but my grasses are easy and reliable.
And some time in October, the mountains called the Lions, which are situated on the North Shore and guard Vancouver, get their first snow. One year we decided to investigate this frosting of snow and upon arriving at the top of the mountain, found it was actually two feet deep.
I’m knitting a fall scarf out of Mountain Colors Bearfoot. I misplaced the label so I can ‘t tell you the official name, but it might be Indian Corn, perfect for the season:
Life's a Stitch 
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