Hello from Minnesota! Cleaning out space, letting go of stuff that no longer fits on my journey. Reflecting on my travels, as an integrating two spirited, son, & father, handling things that used to baffle me, neither living in the past nor closing the door on it, blessed by the support of my emerging family of choice. Thanks to the ancestors, those who share this journey. Peace love joy. Wichozani! Mitakuye Oyasin, “we are all related” “Wir sind all Verwanten” “nous sommes tous relies.”
Thursday, August 6, 2009
Val Weaver Grosso, Ken Weaver and Madeleine Weaver Grosso Pelican Lake Dancing and Grilling
Here are my niece, nephew and grandniece at the back of the Haeberle-Palmer Cabin, that the three Weaver brothers purchased together in 1967. I drove up to Pelican Nature Cabins on Monday to visit my Weaver relatives who came from the East Coast. I picked up some grass fed beefsteaks, hamburger and bison steaks and bison burger at the Wedge Coop in Minneapolis where I am a member. After talking with Melanie Weaver about her want for whole wheat buns and bread and a vision of eating around 7 PM, I picked up the various foods as my contribution. Upon arrival, I learned that Ken had done the grilling the day before, and here he is with the beef and bison steaks, and some of the beef burgers I put in a marinade of Worcestershire Sauce and shallots an hour or so before they went on. Thanks Ken for your good work! Madeleine, whom I enjoy calling "Miss Maddy" sometimes, and I, did a dance here where we pretended to want to step on each others toes...ah, learning about boundaries and dancing at 2 1/2 and at 62. Fun to reciprocate for me.
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