Injun Summer

 

 

  

 

Prints & Injun story by: John McCutcheon
 

This time of year all the homesick Injuns come back to play.

Their spirits do.

You can see them across the fields, in the haze.

Smell their fires & pipes a-going.

Hear them rustling and creeping among the leaves.

 

Love this time of year.

 

Our last major project is complete!

Now we rest and enjoy this time of year.

Start up the bonfire and see off yonder the Injuns marching and dancing.

Before shot of the tunnel ride down the dirt road to the fields.
 

Same shot after the dozer came through
Now the combine can get to the fields.

 

Enjoy relaxing in Injun Summer, smelling their pipes a-go 'in.