Sunday, January 30, 2011

How We Hunt Moose in Minnesota...

See, it's much easier this way when you think about it.....and you've had a few beers.....

this was sent to me by a good friend in Minnesota....no credit given for who this happened to or who took the picture, if you hunt this way I guess you don't brag about it too much with the cost of comprehensive insurance and all.....with a low deductible it almost seems cheaper and less work!

Saturday, January 29, 2011

Meeting a Northern Cousin in a Southern Town

We set up and cooked for Boomer's Pow Wow over New Years held at Webster Florida and we had a wonderful time but better yet, I got to catch up with a Northern Cousin of Mine, Lorraine, from Canada. Lorraine is Micmac, a closely related tribe to the Ojibway, which are my relatives.


Showing Back Designs
Both of our dresses are from a design over two hundred years old. We both hand sewed, ribboned and beaded our respective garments.

We both have Historic Traditional Regalia so we just had to get together and pose for some pictures together, we found it a wonderful irony that we are both from the great North, but actually met in Florida!
Two Lovely Ladies


Our Leggings



Sunday, January 16, 2011

An Unplanned Rest Stop Less Travelled By

My dearest readers, I have been remiss in writing lately, I hope you can forgive me. I have had personal challenges lately that eclipse my ability to relate the happenings of my daily life. 

The Bard at Rest
I became ill, and my prospects of recovery are still somewhat in question. There is no need to go into my maladies and complaints, only to say I have met each challenge with as much courage as I can muster, and have learned my (hopefully temporary) limitations.

I have found I am my own worst enemy, I spend much to much time in guilt that I ought to be doing something, and chiding myself for not getting the things done I ought yet to do, instead of pausing to listen to my body and complaints thereof, and seeking some resolution. 

It is difficult to admit my weaknesses, and I admit to giving into periods of depression and confusion of how I will go on if I cannot do the things I once did easily. 

Age plays a factor, I met many difficult health challenges in my younger years and came through each dire predilection just on plain stubbornness and and the youthful idea that I could beat any prognosis with the help of my maker, and the strength of knowing I just had to get through it for the sake of my young family.

One tends to think when challenges arise in later years that 'this is what happens when one gets older' and I am most guilty of having drunk from this well and dwelt in the sort of self pity that says, 'Is this my last song?'

Luckily, I am surrounded by many folks who have met the same problems I have now faced, who have had to resolutely decide to 'live' when life tells them it may be in question. I gather strength from them, and have begun to learn the wisdom of those great words that tell us that sometimes we must retire from the field to fight yet another day. And so I have.

More for myself than anything, I return to the page to assure you all that I am not gone yet, that I will be back, and more than anything I need to write about my life's experience and daily foibles to rejoin the land of the living.
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