Goodness me, I love Spring in the north! After a week of plus temperatures, I have been full of energy and the light has brought on a wonderful feeling of new beginnings. Like many of you, I woke to the sounds of birds and they brought on my first smile of the day. The sun is out in all her glory and my morning walk brought me to the mighty Slave River. Just as I am, the river is shedding her winter coat. Fort Smith owes it's existence to the Rapids of the Drowned, one of the sets of four rapids along this part of the Slave River. Thebacha is the Chipewyan name for Fort Smith, "by the rapids."
The hunters in our community have been going out for caribou. Members from our Smith Landing Native Band and the local Metis Association have each dropped off a lovely hind quarter of caribou. There is nothing like the taste of fresh caribou! Last night, a young couple brought over treats of heart, kidneys and tongue, especially for my mother. It makes me feel grateful and full of appreciation for the generosity and respect for Elders.
May the fur be with you!