I was having a slow day in the Miccossukee Embassy today when I started sifting through a box of stuff we salvaged from Nokosee's and my last home deep in the Everglades; before our devastating rout with Army Rangers at the Battle at Rendezvous Point (see Book Two). Nokosee took the candid shot of me when I was reading an essay by Hermann Hesse about trees. How apropos I thought at the time: I love books and love reading them in trees, something I've been doing since I was a kid. It also reminded me of my other posts about my relationship with trees: Join me up in my tree, Gumbo Limbo Music, A Cinematic Ode to Trees, Finding that Anchoring Tree.
Holatte-Sutv Turwv Osceola.