Native Americans with a long rich history and ancestral origins along the Delaware River gathered in cape may Sunday.
This is about the end of the river journey that’s been going on for the last couple weeks, and the group for whom I help out a little as secretary. :-)
When I moved to this place, the back was just a squarish rectangle with a few tea roses on the fence. I took out the tea roses, because the ground was full of grubs of beetles that eat them, and I didn’t want to use chemicals, and then slowly, over a number of years, I dug the corners and made the circle.
At one point I started collecting white quartz stones, and now the whole circle and the avenue into the garden are lined with white quartz. There’s also a smaller circle around the center birdbath. The stone circles were, of course, influenced a little by my interest in ancient stone circles, but they also just make the garden look better. Some of the stones have small clear crystals in them. You can find them around here if you look. :-) 🍃
Christmas isn’t the only time that comes but once a year. ❤️
Good morning! (Or whatever time it is where you are.)
I love old trees like this, all by themselves and hung with vines.
Even elements of the environmental movement approach the earth as an object to be preserved, rather than as a spiritual reality to be respected. This misconception may prove to be fateful, for, as Tony Gonnela Frichner of the Onondoga Nation has pointed out, ‘How can you “save the Earth” if you have no spiritual relationship with the Earth? There is an intellectual abstraction about the environment but no visceral participation with the Earth. Non-Indians can’t change the current course of destruction without this connection.’
Joseph Epes Brown, Teaching Spirits: Understanding Native American Religious Traditions.
At last a monarch! On the Joe Pye weed. My first of the season.
The empty spot on the lower left is where I hope to put cardinal flower and native columbine seed and hope for the best.