Romance is in the Air 3012a

Romance is in the Air 3012a

Breath and Love

Swiftly I turned into the light and blinded by it, I reached out to lean on the

rock, but my hand touched his hand sending an electric tingle that began in my finger tips and dipped

to my toes as I reached out for something to break my fall. He caught me, then held

me close, until I caught my breath and balance.

Shivers and goosebumps covered me from head to toe.  I breathed in deeply for

oxygen and found the scent of him: rich deep forest odours, with a hint of musk.

He chuckled slightly as he lifted one of my ringlets, raised it to his face, felt

its smoothness and gave a little tug as he curled it tighter. Oh sweet love.

Heart and Home

My heart was beating fast as I felt my face fill with warmth and my smile created

dimples in my cheeks. Heat spread throughout my body as I stared without blinking

into his deep green eyes. The same colour of the deepest part of Emerald Lake.

“You came”, I said.

“Yes I did, I told you I would come as soon as I could, 2 years and more hours

than I thought it would be.” said Mark.

Marion touched Mark’s face; his cheeks, his forehead, his deep black long hair,

and his chin. She felt as if she was seeing him for the first time, it had been so

long, and yet he was so familiar.

“Welcome to our home”, she said.

Yukon Mountains meets Hudson Bay

Her hazel eyes looked away from his and gently touched on the fields of hay, the horses, and the homes

built within the walls of one of Lake Agassiz’s  beautiful river tributaries,  called the Assiniboine

river valley. Marion knew he would love these people and surroundings soon after arriving and

exploring the world of her Forefathers and Grandmothers.

People surrounded them with broad smiles of joy. Marion was well known and loved along the shores of

the Hudson Bay. She introduced him to everyone in this small settlement; old and young alike were

eager to meet this man because he had saved Marion’s life high in the Yukon Mountains.

Celebration, Travelers and Gatherers

It was decided that there would be a feast that night in celebration. Word was sent to all on the

Hudson Bay and the travelers returned saying they needed to wait 4 days as many wanted to come to join

in the celebration. They would wait.  It would be a 4 day potlatch. As the days of celebration came

close teepees covered the river valley. Gatherers selected plants from the green houses that were

ready to be eaten. The Old Ones went into the wild by horse back and returned with what was needed for

a joining of two strong people. Flying by their sides came the eagles and from their pack horses came

the smell of dried salmon and buffalo.

Outfits, Horses, River and Cliff Homes

During this time Marion completed the outfit she had made for her mate from her memory of his height and size. It was the work of 2 years plus many hours. The Grandmothers had made her outfit, which she

had yet to see for herself, but she knew it would be beautiful. During the days Mark and she had

ridden horses throughout the river bottom and high up into the cliffs where her people could live if

they needed to. Each home along the river and cliffs held protected seeds,dried goods, clothing and

all they needed in bags of skin that could be linked together and lifted by pulleys between the river

and cliff homes. Up in one of the cliff dwellings was a source of pure water from deep within the

earth as well as green houses filled with plants and seeds. It was a mixture of old traditions and new

found ways of saving seeds and sharing everything.

Peacemakers Community

This is a community of peacemakers. After 4 days all was ready.  Mark had been taken hunting by the

women while Marion was taken to the gathering places of precious plants needed for the coming

ceremonies. Her Grandfathers, Uncles and nephews honoured her for her kindness and caring. That night

they all came home tired, smiling and ready for the coming dawn. All was good, the people were

laughing again. Silence came to the people as the sweetness of fresh chosen plants and the pungent

aroma of cooking meats wafted on the night air.

Everyone slept as a meteor spun in another galaxy….