My brothers were tremendous shack builders. My shacks were horrible. My brothers once built a two-story shack from the ground up that was awesome!
My dream is to have a house on the beach, even just a little shack somewhere so I can wake up, have coffee, look at dolphins, be quiet and breathe the air.
America has abandoned the strong woman of spirituality and is shacking up with the harlot of materialism.
Up at the crank of dawn.