If you drive well north of Toronto on Dufferin Street, you will eventually come to Snowball.
In the nineteenth century, there was a bright white church here which locals described as the “Snowball Church.” The name stayed long after the church disappeared.
It is more of an intersection of two roads than a town and there is much countryside to be seen from here:
Unless you travel a considerable distance from Toronto, it is difficult to find natural locales to explore these days:
Almost every field or wood is fenced and this sign appears when they aren’t:
Here are some photos from a few spots that I was able to discover near Snowball:
Patience is wider than one once envisioned,
with ribbons of rivers and distant ranges
and tasks undertaken and finished
with modest relish by natives in their
native dress. – Kay Ryan (1945–)