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December 1
My day began at 5:28 with a friend texting "Rabbbbit Rabbbbit HOLY MOLY it's December!?!" I was up. Chip was already doing his calisthenics on the living room floor and Trixie had taken his warm spot on the bed as soon as he vacated it. Jeff was breathing dog breath...
February Thaw Postcard
It has been so mild (mid forties and sunny) everyone is hoping that this might be spring, even though we know better. We have been walking, jogging, and even riding bikes. I heard someone even caught a steelhead out on the river. Here is what all that melting snow...
Good Morning, I Think
The sounds of the morning drift up the stairs: "Hey, stop chewing on my shoe-- it is on my foot, ouch, ouch!" "Hey let go of my sock." "Hey, that's my library book." "That's the coffee table not a bone." "Are you guys sure you wanted a dog?" With a background...
Plugged in, Sort of.
Chip, JJ, and I are all living together these days while she student teaches in the kindergarten. Our daughter calls us "the three best friends." She's joking, sort of. Chip and JJ are both adept at all the devices-- you know-- computers, iPads, the iPhone music dock,...
News of The Chilkat Valley News
The Chilkat Valley News has put both feet into the digital media era with a brand new and improved e-paper that is now getting up and running. (There may still be a few kinks so be patient.) There are lots of color photos and an interactive feature. (Yup, you can...
Wolverines and Puppies
This morning Pearl tugged off the last of the frayed lining of a seat cushion that several dogs before her have torn, so my husband, the helpful Ace Hardware man repaired it with an old stained piece of Tyvek he found in the garage. ("No one will look under the...
Some Things Don’t Change
I have been working on an obituary for Helen Fenn. She was 98 when she died last week at the Sitka Pioneer Home. Helen was born on a homestead three miles from the Clifton train station in Colorado. Her first memories were of tall grass and a lot of buffalo. When the...