I once worked for a publisher who, too often, commented on a picture I made (with great risk to mind and body), “Well, I guess even a blind pig sometimes finds an acorn.”Last night I guess I was the pig. We’re camped on the outskirts of the Forillon NP on the tip of the Gaspe …
Witt’s End
It's Not About Stories People Tell, It's About …
Witt’s End 