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I've been banging around in the dark this morning thumbing through old notes and books of poems, hymnals, prayer books,  The Rule of Benedict, essays--  looking for a wise thought. There are a lot of writings on Advent, winter, solstice, solitude, Hanukkah,snow, ice,...

It's a lovely, warmer, snowy morning, and the wind has died down. It was so quiet last night I couldn't sleep, but my neighbor was up early and it was her turn to drive to 6am Morning Muscles, and with the snow she was concerned about getting there before the roads...

If you haven't seen this already, here's Steve Vick's Black Friday in Haines shopping (sort of) video.  You'll love it.  We do.        

I think the wind blew even harder last night than it did yesterday, and I know the drifts in the Fort are pretty impressive. My friend Fran and I busted through them in my Subaru to get to Morning Muscles at six. Luckily there was a lot of stretching. Last night Pearl...

I woke thinking of that children's poem,  "Who has seen the wind, neither you nor I," since it's wrong, and I can see the wind and have been able to for about a week, although this morning's snow especially, filled in the breezy spaces on a walk across the Siberian...

"How can this be? Such calm, such peace, such solitude in this world of woe?" - David Budbill (From a poem, The Sixth of January.)