In 2006 Robert Mirabal invited my wife and I to join his family for the New Year celebration on the Taos Pueblo. it was an event etched forever into my retina. The bon fires made from pitch pine logs where at least 20 foot flames out side each pueblo in the dead of the night. Julia, my wife, and I were the only non-Taos Pueblo Indian people at the celebration. This was a rare event. The families went from pueblo to pueblo singing and dancing with pillow bag held open to accept gifts of oranges, tooth brushes, hair care and soaps, candy, and apples and the occasional dollar bills. Each family gathered bags of goodies as they went from one family dwelling to another. It was a joyous celebration of life. Robert Mirabal and his brother Patrick Shenandoah sang the Butterfly Song and dance to it. This was the first time I had heard the Butterfly Song. I fell in love with this song. It latter was recorded onto the CD In The Blood. To this day I get goose bumps when I hear this song. sometimes when I am in the wilds like, Arches, I'll belt this song out at the top of my lungs just to hear it ring in my ears and off the rock walls, just like I am here in my office right now in the middle of the night at 2:52am. It was cold there in Taos that winter. A lot colder than it is here now. in fact I remember it being below zero. I remember it being minus 6. But perhaps that is just me now sitting here at my warm desk now remembering the good ole times. Regardless, it was cold and we happy. The next day we were drinking some hot chocolate and talking about flutes. When I lived in Washington I had told Robert that I wanted to make a flute from a wood from the Pueblo. At the time he had looked at me kind of funny like. In Washington, we had a lot of trees, Taos, not so many. But right in the middle of the Pueblo there are some lovely Cotton Wood trees. Many people do not care to work with Cotton Wood because it tends to be softer and such. However, I have a way of stabilizing the wood that allows me to use the wood and I can trust it to last a long time. As it turned out Robert had an enormous Cotton Wood tree in his back yard that was no longer producing leaves and had not for many years. So he and I harvested this tree. This flute is made from that tree. And the story of cutting the tree down is worth hearing too.