with the scent of New Orleans.
on this end of winter, rainy,
cold Dragon day. We are having fun.
I love these tea sipping,
foot tapping, sing along days.
I watched the birds
find seed and suet.
This afternoon I perched up in the living room
near the windows. I brought my books to the table.
Today we remember Kenneth Grahame.
Once again I am on an adventure.
I read about the Welsh coming to North America in the 12th century. I read about the Mandan Tribe, a White Indian tribe
that is believed to be the descendants of these early Welsh explorers. I have requested books about the Mandan Tribe.
This is very exciting. My imagination has taken me away to long ago times. I am hunting for my connection to the mound builders.
While we were running errands yesterday we hunted for Angels.
right in my own city.
When I see the Celtic Cross I am brought to tears.
I find them so very beautiful.
My collection of Angel photographs and Celtic Crosses is growing.
I am exploring my city.
Knowing my history,
knowing the references,
Our home is filled with laughter as we discover our connection to the Celts.