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My two mothers, I knew, were planning a big feast

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My two mothers, I knew, were planning a big feast.jpg Strikes-Many Woman parched ripe sweet corn, pounded it in a mortar with roast buffalo fats, and kneaded the meal into little ballsThumbnailsI put on my copper kettle and made blood puddingStrikes-Many Woman parched ripe sweet corn, pounded it in a mortar with roast buffalo fats, and kneaded the meal into little ballsThumbnailsI put on my copper kettle and made blood puddingStrikes-Many Woman parched ripe sweet corn, pounded it in a mortar with roast buffalo fats, and kneaded the meal into little ballsThumbnailsI put on my copper kettle and made blood puddingStrikes-Many Woman parched ripe sweet corn, pounded it in a mortar with roast buffalo fats, and kneaded the meal into little ballsThumbnailsI put on my copper kettle and made blood puddingStrikes-Many Woman parched ripe sweet corn, pounded it in a mortar with roast buffalo fats, and kneaded the meal into little ballsThumbnailsI put on my copper kettle and made blood puddingStrikes-Many Woman parched ripe sweet corn, pounded it in a mortar with roast buffalo fats, and kneaded the meal into little ballsThumbnailsI put on my copper kettle and made blood pudding

My two mothers, I knew, were planning a big feast. “We have much corn to husk,” they said, “and we must have plenty of food, for we do not want our huskers to go away hungry.”