Before there was a Maple Ridge, there was a farm surrounded by trees that turned to brilliant hues of yellow, orange and neon green and heralded the fall. When we bought this farm, we walked the land and dreamed of the possibilities. We invited friends. Slowly, the idea of a community began to form, of a neighborhood surrounded by country vistas where ordinary folks could choose a plot of land, and build as they dreamed. Friends would live among friends. Our intent was to share in the blessing of this land, in the beautiful sunsets, the peaceful walks, and the delightful Village of Dryden, the place that we call home.