Picking Rice

Near Vermillion Falls we were privileged to be able to pick some wild rice. It was just beginning to ripen and it came off the stalks by the handfuls. It was so fun. My Indian blood came to life. The Ojibway and the Odawa (my tribe) used to survive on the rice, and even pop it. Kathy filled her fleece with it and then had a hard time getting the husks out of the fleece. We had no idea how to husk it or how to parch it.........but thankfully there is google.