It has been a while since we grabbed our cameras and slipped on our denim coats and pashminas to go for "Hour Cultural Mosaic". Do you recall? It all started here and my goodness, we have seen many things together. Early this morning, before the sun came up and the moon went to bed, I had a splendid chance to walk Collingwood's Main Street while my son played hockey under the clock tower. Button up that jacket now. It's only 9 degrees (c).