After a forest fire all that remains is a barren landscape of soot and ash. Rubble and charcoal as dark as night covers the once thriving forest floor. Life is extinguished and only lonely desolation exists. But, in its desolation emerges fireweed, the forests first sign of renewal and the promise of a new life and regeneration. Coveted by apiasts for its purity, its sweetness and its golden honey. Fireweed emerges through the charred earth to release its fragrance and blankets the landscape in vibrant green and purple. The release of millions of seeds ensures that life shall begin anew. It seemed fitting then to see it emerge here at MisFit Farm around our old girl who we gave new meaning and purpose to. A symbol of new life and the promise that She will always have a home here at MisFit Farm.