With a small donation, you can have a piece of my backyard right around your neck. 
The Miccosukee Tribe came to clear some brush around our camp…and accidentally cut a few tiny cypress trees down…so I made the most of an accident and turned it into art! 
This is the camp where my auntie Betty was born…where she grew up her whole life…and where I’m lucky enough to call home as well. I rent the house right next to hers in the same little Indian village.