May God bless you and your...
Song by Pat Pat. A Strong oak held my apple, even though apples are not an oaks harvest. Clay pots and mud houses were my summers end and every year my new beginning. We made magic apple sauce with a pinch of cinnamon but I know there was real magic in it. I relish the moments when im able to speak a tribe back into history and the history is mine. Waking up to hundreds of Pink Cactus fruit. To make only one piture of juice. And collecting webs of white dry cactus sap and nectar. I...
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June 04, 2025 | Family



