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Heather's Blog

Jul 24, 2017
I was in Juneau for a wedding (more on that later) when Variety announced that my books are being turned into a semi-fictional TV drama series-- Here's the official scoop.  I really am excited (and a... Read More...
Jul 14, 2017
Poet Maggie Smith writes that "the tall summer field is a keeper of secrets" in her poem Rasp, that arrived in my poem-a-day inbox yesterday. I haven't meant to keep secrets from you- but I had to... Read More...
Jul 03, 2017
I drop everything for house guests, and when they are family even more so and it's been a full house for a few weeks now, what with the kids from Juneau and now my dad, Papa Bob, is here. There is... Read More...
Jun 28, 2017
Cycling back into town after an eventful spin along the muddy Chilkat River this morning all I smelled were roses and toast. The wild roses are doing much better with the cool gray weather than my... Read More...
Jun 23, 2017
It's been busy, what with the kids from Juneau here, making six grandchildren in town at once. Babysitting at nap time is my duty, and seeing as how baby Molly often sleeps on my bed and I don't want... Read More...
Jun 20, 2017
I've been meaning to check in after the bike race. I'm fine! We actually had the best ride ever on stages 7 & 8 from the border into town, racing a Canadian friend and pedaling into the wind at... Read More...
Jun 16, 2017
 The bike race is tomorrow and it is snowing at the summit and expected to snow again overnight with flurries during the day. It will be cold and nasty up there with a strong head wind -- But, as... Read More...
Jun 12, 2017
The wind has just not quit for several days. It's making us slightly crazy-- try biking into a southerly at 25 knots. (I hope it blows itself out by Saturday's 25th annual Kluane to Chilkat... Read More...
Jun 11, 2017
“Courage is not simply one of the virtues but the form of every virtue at the testing point, which means at the point of highest reality. ”- C.S. Lewis Of course you can't find courage if nothing bad... Read More...
Jun 09, 2017
I came home to find a note on the counter from my friend Becky, "I thought it would be fun if you and I got matching tattoos!" (Although she used one t in the middle not two- it's not everyday either... Read More...
Jun 02, 2017
  I miss the old Prairie Home Companion. "It's been a  quiet week in my hometown," is such a great introduction. So loaded with irony, especially as Keillor unfolds the drama that the past seven... Read More...
May 29, 2017
Eowyn Ivey (Pulitzer Prize finalist thanks to her first novel, The Snow Child) will be speaking and reading from her second novel, To the Bright Edge of the World, tomorrow (Tuesday, May 30) night at... Read More...
May 25, 2017
A few days off (away from my desk) in the garden and hanging out with friends and family is just what I needed. I've been a little blue with the borough stuff and Song's death, and am relieved that... Read More...
May 22, 2017
It's clearing, I think, though still blowing hard from the south, and there's a lot of standing water. The cherry blossoms fell like snow on the path. There may have been some real snow up high, but... Read More...
May 17, 2017
Of course sunshine helps, as does the tourist season, and construction season (the lumberyard is busy again), and fishing season is right around the corner and the fishermen in our family are gearing... Read More...
May 14, 2017
It's Mother's Day, the day my mother always dismissed as a scam by Hallmark in order to sell cards. She must be rolling her eyes at me for thinking of her today. Her grave is at Woodlawn Cemetery in... Read More...
May 09, 2017
I know, I missed the health fair, and so have to hope that my daily tablespoon of cod liver oil is working, and the Hospice of Haines rummage sale did just fine without me too. ( 10,000! Wow! Thank... Read More...
May 05, 2017
If this morning were any better I'd think I'd died and went to heaven-- the sun, the wind, the birds, thousands of gulls like noisy confetti on the flats at Lutak when we pedaled by before most... Read More...
May 02, 2017
Happy Tuesday is what Marnie used to say at the end of the every Morning Muscles Class (or Thursday, as that was the other early morning fitness session.) We don't meet for class anymore, for all... Read More...
May 01, 2017
Gratitude is the first verse of my hymn. I'm insisting on that, no matter what comes next. The news of a young friend's death coincides with moving a forty year-old father of three into a hospice... Read More...
Apr 24, 2017
We have a lot of meetings this week, and they are crucial, as the result will be a new manager. Both Brad Ryan, the current facilities director and interim manager, and Debra Schnabel, a former... Read More...
Apr 23, 2017
“To be hopeful in bad times is not to be foolishly romantic. It is based on the fact that human history is not just a history of cruelty. It is also one of compassion, sacrifice, courage, and... Read More...
Apr 19, 2017
Look what came in the mail today. Two heart rocks in a cool box, with a delightful poem from my old friend Marie. How perfect is this?! Look at this beautiful  heart shaped rock I found it this... Read More...
Apr 18, 2017
I just love this place. We had such a nice Easter, full of friends, family and good news -- my daughter JJ is the new principal of the Unalaska Dutch Harbor elementary school-- and our surfing son... Read More...
Apr 15, 2017
"Hail thee festival day! Blest day that art hallowed forever... " - Easter Hymn Salve festa dies

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