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Sunday's Thought from Roger Rosenblatt

From Unless it Moves the Human Heart: The Craft and Art of Writing, by Roger Rosenblatt:

"Everything contains significance. But some significances are more equal than others. The writers whom we agree are the great ones only deal in matters of proved importance. They are great because their subjects and themes are great, and thus their usefulness is great as well. Their souls are great, and they have had the good sense and courage to consult their souls before their pens touched paper." 

 

A Little News for Friday

First, the weather. My fellow Mud Bay Roaders, we have made the news:

...HIGH WIND WARNING REMAINS IN EFFECT UNTIL 5 AM AKST SATURDAY...LOCALLY VERY WINDY ALONG LYNN CANAL...ESPECIALLY ON MUD BAY ROAD.NORTH WIND 25 TO 40 MPH WITH GUSTS UP TO 60 MPH.ELSEWHERE...NORTHWEST WIND 15 TO 25 MPH WITH GUSTS UP TO 45 MPH.WIND CHILL TO 25 BELOW ZERO. 

Watching the Earth Move Under My Feet

 Yesterday my daughter JJ (she's student-teaching this semester in the Haines School and graduates from UAA in May) and I checked out the "ground failure" situation on Oceanview Drive and Lutak Road, right near my other daughter's newly cleared house lot.  There's about a quarter-mile long horse shoe shaped crack in the earth over there. I was worried her future yard would fall into the road and slough off into the sea. I had been monitoring the situation all day on facebook and at the newspaper office.

Happy Tuesday (as we say in Morning Muscles)

 A daughter's wedding Friday, a granddaughter's second birthday party Sunday, and Monday night an Arts Council potluck for "Asteria," a husband and wife duo from Brooklyn who play the lute and sing early Renaissance music (actually 1350-1400 Anglo/French compositions.) They like Alaska and have been here twice, both times in January. Which makes them practically native, since a fair amount of Alaskans haven't been here in January. Anyway, they played a song before we ate, and it was so beautiful that the Arts Council president suddenly kissed his wife.

A Wedding Poem

Instead of Sunday's Thought this week, I thought you might like the poem I wrote for my daughter's wedding on Friday the 13th. It was lovely, and we are all very happy and very tired. (In a good way.) I'll tell you all about it next week, but for now, you'll have to settle for a picture of the cake before the big event, and my first attempt at light verse, inspired by the song Love and Happiness by Emmy Lou Harris and Mark Knopfler, Thornton Wilder’s Our Town, a traditional Celtic blessing, and Corinthians 13.

More Snow?

I keep reminding myself that snow is not news in Alaska. But little Cordova down in Prince William Sound is all over the national papers, radio, and even TV. They have had 15.5 feet of snow this winter, but have run out of snow shovels. As of Sunday, Haines has had 17.2 feet (I think we've had another foot or so  since then) but luckily we have not run of shovels or heavy equipment or places to shove the snow piles. And as my husband says, we don't really have to get anywhere on time anyway so we can wait to get the roads and paths cleared.

First Day of School and a Wedding

It's a big week. JJ has her first day of kindergarten today. She was up early, ate poached eggs, packed a pumpkin muffin for her snack, and wore her favorite dress with tights and boots and a warm coat.  I dropped her off a little before eight, since she wanted to be early, and cautioned her that since she'd be jumping into a class that has known each other all year, it may be hard to make friends, but you know JJ, she wasn't worried a bit.

Sunday's Thought

From the novel Cutting for Stone by Abraham Verghese: "God will judge us, Mr. Harris, by"--her voice broke as she thought of Sister Mary Joseph Praise-- "by what we do to relieve the suffering of our fellow human beings. I don't think God cares what doctrine we embrace." 

A Gold Rush Alaska "Grandpa John" Story

It was so great to see my friend Nancy on Gold Rush Alaska last night (that would be Parker's mother) speaking for all mothers when she tells 17 year-old Parker to straighten up. This is why she is my daughter JJ's Godmother and why JJ declared last night's episode "the best Gold Rush ever." Also, it reminded me of a a Morning Edition commentary I did about Grandpa John Schnabel's 80th birthday, sort of,  you can listen to it here to learn a little more about what makes the Porcupine Creek crew tick. 

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