"it snowed on the rez yesterday and last nite. aint no weatherman but when i went to feed the chickens, it was ankle deep. it snowed last week, but it was hard packed snow. this snow is powdery.
i like the language our old people used. they would say 'our grandmother earth is covered with a white blanket of snow.' my garden is covered, hope the moisture from the snow helps it grow next season.
when i was little, we were told to wash our face in the first snow. this was so we wouldnt get sick. and we were told we couldnt hunt rabbits until after the first snow. dont hear things like that too much anymore. i miss the old teachings. i used to roll in the snow after a good hot sweat. a few times we would chop a hole in the ice on the pond and jumped in after a sweat. we were more in tune with nature. we didnt get sick as often.
i read this mornings paper and seen where 9 people were shot in one day in four separate incidents. this is in a town where the paper did an article on the face of crime. 3 out of the top 4 most arrested were indians. people that knew them said it was directly related to drinking problems. that many shot in one day isnt even news. it is still interesting to me, how that paper determined what the face of crime is. indians with drinking problems are a bigger threat than the violence in the city.
it also snowed on our beloved jayhawks yesterday. they got beat by a team led by the all time winningist coach in history. the hawks will bounce back. that big thud you heard was all the fair weather fans jumping off the jayhawk band wagon."