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Red Tail Hawk
Watchful musings from the land of living skys
Red Tail Hawk
Welcome to the suburban reserve
I work in the city and live in the country. I grew up in small towns close to Indian reserves. My wife is very reserved. Neither of us wanted the city life and like the plot of the old tv series "Green Acres" we chose to devolve back to the country life. It's a good acomodation. We have the land but none of the politics of a reserve. There's a pair of red tail hawks who spend their summers back in the bush some distance from our place. They often wheel and cry overhead. In Cree red tail hawks are called sakwatamo. I've heard they are called the keepers of sacred places. They embody a spirit I deeply admire and so I call my blog 'Prairie Hawk".
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2007
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January
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- Living La Vida Blizzard
- How Day Star First Nation came to be
- My first sled winter 1958
- Early Winter 2007
- Indian hunour is good medicene for life's ups and ...
- Sanity
- In search of the ultimate sweat lodge stone
- It's almost the Aboriginal Achievement Awards
- Grizzled old badger mourns passing of years
- When the snow falls and the trail calls
- Climbing on the wagon much more than transportatio...
- The search for Chief Lucky Man's grave Part 2
- The search for Chief Lucky Man's grave Part 1
- Chief Papaway, the Lucky Man with his people. The ...
- One hot summer day at Hill 57
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January
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