I am full of the blessings of this rainwashed world outside my door. I warmed by the company of our grown-up son once again sleeping under the roof. ("Boy in the House", we sigh to one another, when our son is visiting. We breathe deeper, resting assured that for a brief and comforting time, our beloved son is home. And we get to listen to waaaaay different music. Of Montreal and The Killers are playing now. I like!)
Ha di ansii? Do ansii! is the traditional Apache greeting. What are you lacking? I lack nothing!
On this day before Thanksgiving, before the turkey is even completely thawed, I lack nothing.
Outside my door, growing profusely in my yard, white sage.
Are we human or are we dancers?
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