The Sky, Wind, and Atmosphere are large. In life anywhere on Earth, and for us here on the Prairie Front the Elemental Gods make themselves known to us. We observe their presence, and try to remember that we are just a speck, a blink, in the time-space continuum. We are humans being so many different versions of a spectulation of importance.
Ripe plums are gathered up from trees that share their abundance with us. Lucky us. We remember to say 'thank you' when we bite into their thin skins and juicy flesh. Fruit.
Earlier this month our son came to visit us for two days, one day on each end of a longer-journey to visit a good pal and go on a hunting trip in Idaho. There were adjustments to be made prior to the hunting; and I got to learn a little about the details involved in archery.
After the hunting we had one more day to hang out, play music, sing songs, keep time with our feet and enjoy the company of family that is like nothing else.
Mahalo for it all!
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