Friday Night Waila!

We lived in Arizona some years back. Our address was Casa Grande but we lived just outside the Akimel O’Odham rez and, in fact, spent a lot of time ON the rez in my job.

On Friday and Saturday nights, our neighbors would have Waila dances under the shade arbor at night going into the wee hours of the morning. It was nice after a long week at work to go out in the shade of the patio, relax in a lawn chair with a cold drink, and watch the incredible Arizona sunset and then listen to the Waila music starting next door. Good times! No skeeters!

This was filmed around where we lived. I miss it so much!

I dunno if SwampDaughter remembers the smell of the creosote bush and dust, the beautiful colors of the sunset as the day faded to night, and the musicians playing through the night. Heh. She, uh, didn’t appreciate the natural surroundings as much as I did and probably thought it incredibly lame that her mom would be sitting outside watching the sun go down. Ohmygawd! People might SEE me sitting outside. How embarrassing!

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