How intention and persistence eventually win the day.
		
		How intention and persistence eventually win the day.
		The neighborhood walking-talking-eating-drinking tradition continues
		Kersten is delighted by how quickly we arrive at the trailhead, and after two dashes back to the car—Kersten to shed her sweater and I to retrieve my hair tie—we launch our Thursday morning adventure.
		Probing my raison d’etre.
		When disaster strikes, we reach for the familiar — something sturdy like the trunk of a tree — and hold on.