On a chilly but sunny day in March, I spotted something I thought I’d never see in the dark, misty Pacific Northwest: an olive tree. Not a skinny twig growing out of a pot destined to wither against the odds, but a full grown, bountifully branched and leafy specimen. To top it off, the same yard had a second tree. A tiny black olive hung on for dear life.
Today the Vancouver Sun explains how Mediterranean produce will increasingly be grown in this geography. Because the geography is changing, e.g. warming up.
The Kitsilano olive trees might have been pioneers, but they foretell a trend. Maybe before too long we’ll have our own Riviera.