Demeter asks, "what if this is as good as it gets?"
well, keep on dancing, Goddess of the Harvest. The river is clear and the water is warm and shallow. The crawdad traps fill up quickly, and the bushes are still full of berries--(and now, spiders!)
Warm days, and cooler nights. Baseball and football. The lush bounty of the gardens shows up at roadside stands, and canning jars fill the pantry shelves, while firewood gets split and stacked outside.
"How are you likin' this Ndn summer?" a friend from the Rez asks me. In Oregon, it's the best time of the year (though in a month I'll be daydreaming of Mexico or Australia) Demeter will soon be mourning her daughter Persephone's cold seclusion in the dark realm, but for now, let the little girl dance!
Demeter asks, "what if this is as good as it gets?"
well, keep on dancing, Goddess of the Harvest. The river is clear and the water is warm and shallow. The crawdad traps fill up quickly, and the bushes are still full of berries--(and now, spiders!)
Warm days, and cooler nights. Baseball and football. The lush bounty of the gardens shows up at roadside stands, and canning jars fill the pantry shelves, while firewood gets split and stacked outside.
"How are you likin' this Ndn summer?" a friend from the Rez asks me. In Oregon, it's the best time of the year (though in a month I'll be daydreaming of Mexico or Australia) Demeter will soon be mourning her daughter Persephone's cold seclusion in the dark realm, but for now, let the little girl dance!