**Alternate $ system in Madison. We love this. Read about it here- www.madisonhours.org/

The Food Co-op had it going on. We loved the seed bomb machine, tinctures in bulk and the diversity of bulk medicinal and nutritional herbs. Perhaps Mariposa will get a bulk tincture distributor at it’s new location— hint, hint!

The land in through the plains felt haunted by the ‘cowboy’ and native spirits of the land. It was long and flat. We stopped off at two spots off of Highway 90. One called Wall Drug, boasting advertisements for a $.05 cup off coffee. The other spot we stopped off at was called 1880 Town.

This is where we got a $.05 cup of coffee. Wall Drug is a few blocks of kitchy tourist stuff. My favorite thing about it was some of the beautiful art work on the walls. Other than that, it was an obvious marketing ploy for the white man to capitolize off of mass produced cowboy and indian ‘relics’.

And here are some pictures of 1880 town;

By the time we got through 1880 town, we had a growing pit in our stomaches about the lack of presence of the Native American perspective. The lack of perspective from women as well.
The land kept opening up wider and wider. We heard about the wild buffalo we would see but saw none.
As we drove we saw our first ghost mountains. They looked like clouds over the plains for miles. As we got closer tears welled up in my eyes. We both wondered what it must have been like to make this journey on horse.. or with a wagon. We wondered what it would be like to know the land. And then- we came to the Black Hills of South Dakota.

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