We walked part of the Guelph Lake trail yesterday. It was near dusk. The light was ethereal. As we turned a corner onto this long stretch through a pine plantation, it spooked me. In a good way. It looked like some paintings by one of my favourite local artists, Sona Mincoff, particularly Moontemple. As I was thinking it, Danny spoke my thoughts aloud: it looks like one of her paintings, he said. He was referring to Friends, which hangs in our living room. Who knows? It is a popular place to walk, so maybe Sona has seen it. I have walked it three or four times myself, but this was the first time in the otherworldly light of a November afternoon. I would like to see it in moonlight.