When it’s just above the freezing mark it is tolerable, even pleasant, to venture outside without a coat, provided I just keep going. That’s when the blood keeps running. Between visits to the two S’s, Scarborough and Stouffeville communities, Bhaktivinod, my driver, and I managed to get some more walking in; now with a bit of bite to the wind. We decided coats were necessary.
Near the tobogganing hill of Stouffeville’s downtown park, we explored a new ravine – new for us. And like all tucked a
