pudgy little fingers stirring wildly with
the spirit stick....
Making mud the color of a thousand eyes....
And
when we flipped the bucket upside down and a dozen psychedelic snakes slipped out....
Their laughter rocked my world.
And I knew....
This is the music the God's listen to....
The Sky and the clothesline on a sweet Summer evening, tye dying with little ones at the river.....
