October 2, 2018
It was a dark and stormy day, gray and overcast with the threat of rain as clouds moved in to obscure what started out as a pretty sunrise we witnessed from our aerie on top of the drumlin ironically named Astaak, for ‘the sun comes out’ in the native language.
Nevertheless my dog George and I headed down to our local beach for our daily constitutional.
I didn’t think I’d take any pictures or get any decent ones.
I was wrong.
I didn’t know what to do with them, so I made another crappy video of another crappy day in this godforsaken hellhole known as Nova Scotia.
or the opposite of that.