There’s a moment on Highway 24 heading south out of Brantford where the landscape quietly changes. The fields flatten and lighten. The soil turns sandy — genuinely sandy, the kind you’d expect at a beach, not a farm. Woodlots thicken with trees that don’t belong this far north: tulip trees, sassafras, black gum. And then, if the wind is right and you’ve got the window down, you catch it — that first hint of lake air.
Welcome to Norfolk County.
If you’ve never made that drive, this blog is for you. If you make it every single day, this blog is especially for you.