powwow

Last weekend was the 62nd Shinnecock powwow. It's always held on Labor Day weekend. I love the powwow and look forward to it every year. The weather was beautiful, toasty-warm and sunny. I sat in a sling chair under a wide brim hat enjoying the dancing and the music, eating wild salmon and blue fish hash, Indian tacos and sassafras tea. Pure contentment! But the pow wow means that summer is coming to an end. I have yet to learn to accept winter as the time nature rests, not the time that everything dies. I'm still working on that.