I live and write on Lingít Aaní, and gratefully acknowledge the past, present and future caretakers of this beautiful place, the Jilkaat Kwaan and Jilkoot Kwaan.

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Nov. 29 Light Again (And Such Shadows!)

Nov. 29 Light Again (And Such Shadows!)

All the variety, all the charm, all the beauty of life is made up of light and shadow.- Leo Tolstoy Weds. Nov 29, 9 am, 30 degrees, blue sky with thin clouds, low tide, light north wind. Frosty on the grass and uplands. Firm sand to walk on. Sunrise was at 8:27,...

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Top of the Mornin’ to ya!

Join me for a post swim cocktail? Kate Mundy, my alter-ego in "Dancing at Lughnasa" would no doubt approve of a tablespoon of cod liver oil washed down with a pint of cider, water, and a vitamin C packet. This why when everyone else laughs when Kate pulls out the cod...

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Sunday’s Thought

"There are random moments-- tossing a salad, coming up the driveway to the house, ironing the seams flat on a quilt square, standing at the kitchen window looking out at the delphiniums, hearing a burst of laughter from the children's rooms-- when I feel a wavelike...

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Chilkat Morning Postcard (and a bit of a community calendar)

These Chilkat mornings are slaying me. They begin all foggy and still, and then the clouds lift and everything swirls all white and blue and green. You'd think a person would be used to it when you see it everyday, but that's not true. The neighbors and the dog...

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Thursday? Already? Seriously?

My life is revolving around play rehearsals and all the other to-doings associated with it. (Feb. 27,28 and March 1 in the Chilkat Center.) I have to make my hair darker, iron my costume. Find socks, and reading glasses. And a tea pot. It was very good last night that...

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Teach Your Children Well

The say that there is some Biblical thing- a curse even-- that prevents women from recalling the pain of child birth so we will have another baby, but there may be also a kind of magic that makes grandmothers forget how much work young children are. We have had two...

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Sunday’s Thought

Lord make me an instrument of your peace! Where there is hatred let me sow love; Where there is injury, pardon; Where there is doubt faith; Where there is despair, hope; Where there is darkness, light; Where there is sadness, joy. O divine Master, grant that I may not...

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