wreds nest!

wreds nest!

Seasons Change!

Little squirrels run up the trees storing food for what is to come chattering as they go,see the birds flit through the leaves humming bird stops for a sip seasons change.
Early morning speaks now of chill Father Sky so blue and clear,everything feels the difference a sense of urgerncy moves us we must hurry to get things done for winter seasons change.
In the woods and fields the plants are gathered getting ready for the drying,fruits,nuts,and berries too,young ones help with the fishing gather the wood to smoke them,grind and parch the corn the seasons change.
Grandfather North Wind is growing stronger changing the colors of Mother Earths plant people,the animal kin we are calling saying prayers for their giving,seasons change.
Fats for cooking is gathered and strored for the winter,traders now are moving,salt is needed for the keeping,clothes for the cold time grandmothers are making seasons change.
Stretch the pelts and scrape them little girls lend a hand everyone is busy no one left out,sweet songs sound through the villiage and all are happy it is a good life seasons change!
granny!