What we’re used to seeing

Comfort store.

My dear wife Karen and I didn’t expect to find a booming nursery when we pulled up for our annual seasonal excursion a handful of dozen miles to the north to the Ontario Orchards Farm Market.

The store, thankfully, still stood sturdy and proud for all it offered, outside and in.

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