Monday, August 29, 2016

Soak in the color and beauty

Without further ado,
here are images of the 140th Rosebud Fair and Wacipi (Pow-wow).
 I literally took hundreds of pictures
so there's no way I can share them all;
besides a professional photographer on the reservation
(his website is found here)
took some images that are just breathtaking,
so this post is a mix of mine and his as well.

As far as I'm concerned, 
the visual overload is worth it!

Just looking at the pictures again brings it all back.
I could watch the dancing for hours! 
People watching at its best - and certainly brightest!

I'm back

Although maybe NOT oriented to time, date and location!

It was a beautiful whirlwind of a weekend.

I'll start editing photos tonight and posting soon.

I'm having re-entry whiplash;
those of you who drive hundreds of miles 
compressed over several days will understand!

  I'll just stand in one place for a bit
get back to work
and try to remember
deep cleansing breaths of fresh air.

Thursday, August 25, 2016

Road trip!

I'm headed back to the reservation for a few days;
not to work for HFH,
but to just 'be' with friends;
to celebrate the Lakota culture,
to hear the drums,
watch the dancers
and, if so inclined,
to eat fried food on a stick!

There may be star quilts involved;
farm implements will definitely 
impede our progress at times.

I'll be back when the call of open spaces loses its hold on me ...
as if that's likely to happen.

Tuesday, August 23, 2016

I've used the expression before -

and I suspect you'll hear me say it again...

"You can take the girl out of the ER 
but you can't take the ER out of the girl."

In my new life, 
I don't often miss 'the drama of the trauma'
but my sensibilities have been forever warped 
from over three decades on the front lines.

Nothing is free from double entendre;
there's no such thing as an innocent remark.

So you can't imagine how much these re-titled children's books spoke to my heart!

It was like coming home - 
leading to ugly uncontrollable laughing;
There may have been involuntary peeing involved.



and I KNOW we had this one when I was growing up - 
since my father was a postal employee!
Good times!

Almost makes me miss being in the ER ...