Rich farmland, rows of trees, where corn rustles in the summer breeze. Sunlight and shadow fall on Huron County’s fields. Munro’s writing is as plain as Wingham, as the country field, but it is in the shadows that Munro’s characters live, throb with precise, understated emotion.

It’s interesting that the local people don't like that she wrote them in her story as dull, simple, and unfathomable people, saying her stories “caused a lot of pain and hurt.” She even received threatening letters decades ago when her first stories were published. Maybe more people in the city have read (Munro) than they have.

A lonely tree

Country Road, take me home.