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Running is a place- like Alaska.
Am I the only one who couldn't sleep last night after all those horrific images from Boston? I won't look anymore. The radio is enough. How could anyone be so evil? All I kept thinking about was when my husband ran the 100th anniversary Boston Marathon. His parents,...
Why I’m not writing today- in pictures.
Sunday’s Thought
New Year's resolutions and good wishes really should be made in the Spring, when so much more seems possible than in January. Here's one I love, from Maxine Kumin's poem, Magellan Street, 1974: This is the year, in a kitchen you brighten with pots of basil and untidy...
Has Spring Sprung?
The sun is out, the snow is mostly gone, the geese are back in the ponds on the beach, and my neighbor Betty saw her first hummingbird. No doubt the little guy rode up on the back of a goose. Is that true? Or an old wives's tale? Is it just a coincidence they arrive...
Happy Thursday
At Morning Muscles this morning I asked Marnie if the reason my formally achy joints felt so good is because of the yoga cleanse. I mean, does this mean I never can have coffee again?( Ice cream? Pizza? Wine!? ) How will I write another book? The good news is she...
From Where the River Meets the Sea and Dogs Play in the Rainy Wet
Can you tell I heard Dr. Thomas Thornton speak last night at the library on the importance of place names in Tlingit culture? His latest book, Haa Leek'w Has Saax'u/ Our Grandparents' Names on Land, has just won the Alaska Library Association's Alaskana Award, and...