I am occasionally reminded why I so love The-Middle-Of-Nowhere, Ontario, Canada.

Imagine this, with the smell of new-cut hay on a warm day with a cool breeze, and die of envy, city folk.

I love the intensity of the colours, and the peacefulness of large, open fields.

At the same time, there is enough variation – though it doesn’t show, there are rolling hills, and one finds both deciduous and coniferous bush, as well as swamp.