The light was exquisite and the air was still and cold when we began our short trek.

'The wintertime is coming, the windows are filled with frost.'       Bob Dylan

Gawd does not live here anymore.

There is a substantial Mennonite community near Elora.

We pondered on how the graffitti was applied.  The grade in front of the pillar is nearly a straight vertical. If the work was done in the dark it would become even more of a challenge.

We were out in Elora soon after sun rise. I understand why it is a favourite walkabout for my friend Alan. There is really no time of year when the familiar sights and sounds do not offer a great deal to the visitor.

Stopping at the Refuge for a coffee or cuppa midway through the walk is just about perfect. The comfort and laughter of the villagers in the background warms a body as much as any hot beverage.