Where am I?

In a little tucked-away corner of the Ontario outback, the rolling hills, trees, and farmyard animals were oddly reminiscent of the UK. Mennonites, on the other not-so-British hand, were also scattered across the countryside in their traditional dress. The conservative ones still ride in black horse-drawn buggies, and yellow street signs warn of their crossing. Many sit by the roadside or at markets in little stalls trying to sell strawberries or whatever else happens to be in season.