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Now frost lies thick on the fields at dawn, and the winged ones pass overhead in great numbers, calling out their good-byes. It is Taqountikeeswush, the Moon of the Falling Leaves. The Creator's gifts have been harvested, dried, and tucked away in auqunnash in the bosom of Earth Mother. They will provide for the People all through the long, cold months to come, the long, cold months of Papone. It is time, now. Time for the People to come together, together to give thanks.
~ from Nickommoh!:
A Thanksgiving Celebration,
written by Jackie French Koller
Taqountikeeswush - Harvest Month
auqunnash - pits dug into the earth and lined with mats
Papone - winter
Across time and cultures, people have gathered together to celebrate the harvest and give thanks. I'm looking forward to doing the same next week. How about you?