f800gecko, Halfway through my 73 km journey, moments after I set our from a stop at Ontario’s best unknown brew pub—Black Donnelly’s—in a desolate rural wilderness near Fullarton, the clouds opened and the rain came to remind me of a day of wind-driven biblical rain in Scotland.
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A number of mature trees decked out in fall regalia appear to lean into rain together. In the distance, the modern-day fake gas lantern streetlights near the theatre are already lit at 6:30 pm-something.
We’re at the base of a large mature Great Carolinian Forest tree, of which few remain round these parts; its roots are visible before us, the fat roots of the roots if you imagine looking up from below. This one’s a maple with all its red wine luminescence; in the distance, the tall black walnuts have gone a royal shade of yellow.