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Selfie Sunday with Kali

Hello friends.  It is my turn for Selfie Sunday.  Shoko can go look for some nip in the snow….a fruitless task if I ever heard of one.                                                                             Our good friends, The Blues brothers and sisters are hosting the selfies in the blog The Cat On My Head.  Bet there’s a story behind that blog title. MOL  You want to cheer them on?  Just click on the hosting blog name and you’ll see all our buddies posing for you.

I wanted to look like I was reading the paper and someone startled me.  Do I look like someone scared the cwap outta me?

                                                                                       Have a great Sunday one and all.

Legend of the Mountain Ash

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Did I ever tell you about the power of the Mountain Ash Tree?  I didn’t!  Well ,  grab a nip tea, pull up a blankie, listen and learn my friends.  Comfy, good.  How bout you Shoko?  What do you know about the Mountain Ash?  Not a heck of a lot Kali but mom said it was going to be a bad winter according to the Mountain Ash.  What about the Mountain Ash made her think it was going to be a bad winter?  The berries.  There are like tons of red berries on it.  I wonder how peeps found out the more berries on the Mountain Ash, the harder the winter?                                                                      There is an Objibwa legend that explains how the berries came to be in the Mountain Ash tree.

Before Canada had a name, a severe and terrible winter set in.  The temperatures plummeted to many degrees below freezing.  There were huge drifts of snow wherever one looked.

While in search of food Indian hunters became terrified when they came across hundreds of dead birds and small animals.  The Indians offered prayers to the Great Manitou.

The Great Spirit instructed them to take one drop of blood from each dead bird and small animal and smear it on the tree that meant life or death to their people.  The Mountain Ash was the tree the bows and arrows were made from so they smeared the blood on the Mountain Ash as instructed by Manitou.  The following morning the Mountain Ash bore thousands of berries.  The birds and small animals that had survived were perched on the branches eating the life giving food.

The Indians gave thanks to the Great Manitou who in turn promised that whenever a cold winter was approaching again, he would cover these trees with food.                                                                           

What a tail you weave Kali, thanks for the info.

Kali……orange

Shoko …..black