White Forest

In Poqomchí, zaak = white and che = forest. My name therefore means white forest.

Maybe birches in the wintertime? Hmmm? I did peel about 3 weeks ago after a good sunburn, like a birch, but I don't think anyone could have made a canoe with the skin bits.


Kevin said...

Yay, white forest. My favourite poem of all time is about white forests. Birches by Robert Frost.

"When I see birches bend to left and right
Across the line of straighter darker trees,
I like to think some boy's been swinging them.
One could do worse than be a swinger of birches."

Sal-yo said...

Hee Hee, Zaak your funny! I once kept a good size chunk of Debbie leavitts skin after her trip to florida. I think I still have it in a little keepsake box somewhere.