indian time. everybody has it and we're contagious.

i don't think indian time is a matter of simple genetics. first of all no one here is from india. but ~chuckle chuckle~ native people follow indian time.
i wonder if anyone ever checked with the river people of the ganghis to understand how they are able to launch community events, to gather and start precisely at the right time when all were there and ready. an amazing feat.

we live here on river time, same as indian time, big river, lots of "indians".
our concept of time is much larger than the round machine hanging on our walls. there's a time for picking berries and hunting in the fall. i so enjoy moose camp. a time to put away fish when the cotton flies in the summer. a time to party, play, and celebrate. spring carnival and dog racing season right now. and a time to put away our loved ones and show respect, potlatch time. more on potlatch tradition another time :-).

so i guess everyone native, white, old, young, newcomers or visitors in our village are indians, since the mechanical measure of the sun across the sky is more or less just a reasuring guide to set our pace of life.
that's the vill in a nutshell. we all have this conditon. it's genetic there's no cure. it's how we share laughter and tears between going to work and getting the kids ready for school.