When you get to the end of your rope, tie a knot and hang on. Franklin D. Roosevelt
I am hanging on Boy. It was good you made me go.
It is a sacred, holy place in there, and that is where we worshipped today, you and I.
So peaceful and quiet, except for the creek gurgling, little cheerful birds whistling and the frogs talking back, our footsteps crunching dry bark like potato chips.