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Nov. 17 Tenakee Inlet Fog
That was what counted…those unexpected moments of appreciation, unanticipated glimpses of beauty and kindness--- any of the things that attached us to this world and made us forget , even for a moment, its pain and its transience.– Isabel Dalhousie ( Alexander McCall...
Sunday’s Thought- Inspired by Krista Tippet’s “On Being”
We woke up in the dark to go moose hunting, but the rain was so relentless, decided against it. Moose are smart enough to hunker down in this weather. I went back to bed and slept until 7, and I was still so comfortable, up there under the eaves with the drumbeat on...
Morning Hunt Postcard
I just came in from a brisk (ice on the puddles frost on the meadow) moose hunt, and have time for coffee and breakfast before heading to KHNS for the country show http://khns.org/ 1-3pm. (You can listen anywhere now.) The moose are safe, but I believe this is the...
The Sun Will Come Out Tomorrow
Wow, what a storm blew through this morning. The sky turned dark and then green, the ash trees shook and bent and the leaves tore right off. I said it looked like a thunderstorm, but Chip said it was too cold. Turns out that while I don't think we had any lightening...
Too Wet for Moose?
I don't think it could have gotten any wetter moose hunting. The water was not only falling from the sky it was bubbling up out of the ground. My guess is that September will be the 4th month in a row where we break a rainfall record. This is like living in Ketchikan....
Week in Review, Sort of.
We have been moose hunting, and that means away from electricity and cell service even. ( I read a good article about wilderness rescues being more common now that there are more devices to call for help on, but for us anyway, it's still a note to the kids about where...
Monday Morning News
What with the storm yesterday (raining sideways, blowing about 50) even Pearl wouldn't walk, and I only left the house twice, to take my son to the ferry and for church. For a small congregation there was a lot of news during the half-time stretch when we greet each...