Yesterday, one beautiful July Sunday, we set out to visit the towns. The sun was already high in the sky and promised a blisteringly hot day. After about one hour’s drive, we joined County Road 86, ahead of us lay about a featureless sweep of green corn or golden wheat for as far as the eyes can see.
Ontario country is just flat and hot, plain and simple, and full of corn and wheat and soy beans, sometimes you can see cows and horses somewhere leisurely. 
