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Puffing up another hill, checking the guide to see if our directions right. We set out so cheerfully to search for an awesome sight.

A climb, then climb again, up deep yet narrow steps, then, into light, green, willowing trees that bend their sinewy necks.

We walk along a grassy field and then- there is the goal! But we have really no idea how much we’ll have to troll.

Through dark and mossy crevices, through tunnels thin and low, up even steeper steps than those which we’d previously forgone.

The hike continues through the woods where brambles pull and snatch at any piece of clothing that it will stoop to catch.

Following the signs, though oft delayed and round in circles go, then breaths of deep relief are puffed as there our goal stands tall.

We pause, the silence gathers round as slowly we take in the beauty of the land below and where our hike began.

Small shafts of sunlight break their way through clouds that gather there; we breathe the higher oxygen, the slighr chill in the air.

We take our fill of ruins, of walls built in the past, of footsteps, hands that have build and hewn this monument that lasts, lasts longer than our lives will be and longer still again; stones that are laid to celebrate the accomplishments of man.

Now one last look, and then our downward hike begins to gather pace as steps descend, then rise again,through branches bent in place where, too many years ago, there trod more travellers fair, who climbed and stumbled just like us, who gasped to take in air.

Our hike to reach a place of rest has worn our weary bones yet we are thankful, grateful still ,for hands that toiled, composed and worked with mother nature to create such artistry.








There's always stuff in life we're not sure of. I'm thankful , and eternally grateful, to have a love for God. Yes, I've put my life, my family, my everyday existence, into God's more than capable hands. Some would say I'm mad, some would pooh pooh the idea... As General Melchett once remarked in Blackadder Goes Forth.."You know, if there's one thing I've learnt from being in the Army, it's never ignore a pooh-pooh. I knew a Major, who got pooh-poohed, made the mistake of ignoring the pooh-pooh. He pooh-poohed it! Fatal error! 'Cos it turned out all along that the soldier who pooh-poohed him had been pooh-poohing a lot of other officers who pooh-poohed their pooh-poohs. In the end, we had to disband the regiment. Morale totally destroyed... by pooh-pooh!" So, have a read, have a think. I don't have all the answers, but I know a man who has ;-)

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