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Dec 14 : Something Good can Happen Anytime Too
"Yes" -a poem by William Stafford: "It could happen anytime, tornado, earthquake, Armageddon. It could happen. It could you know. That's why I wake and look out- no guarantees in this life. But some bonuses, like morning, like right now, like noon, like evening."...
Cloudy With a 70 Percent Chance of Love
So this week we've had snow, sun, clouds, wind, calm, cold, warm-- and Alaska made the national news because there's not enough snow in Anchorage to start the Iditarod sled dog race there this year. Today? The clouds fell from the sky and landed on the beach. In...
Tuesday’s Thought (s)
"The birds they sang at the break of day Start again I heard them say Don't dwell on what has passed away or what is yet to be... Ring the bells that still can ring Forget your perfect offering There is a crack in everything That's how the light gets in."--...
Friday? Seriously?
Monday I had half of my teeth cleaned, not the top half or the bottom half, but the right side of my mouth from the molars to the gap between my front teeth. Which may be why I felt so lopsided until the second half was cleaned yesterday afternoon and my balance was...
Sunday’s Thought
Love is patient; love is kind; love is not envious or boastful or arrogant or rude. It does not insist on its own way; it is not irritable or resentful; it does not rejoice in wrongdoing, but rejoices in the truth. It bears all things, believes all things, hopes all...
Looking Up
Yesterday on the radio Janine said she thought the sky was growing lighter and that there may even be a little sun, so Pearl and I looked up, and sure enough there was a blue haze behind the gray, so we ran out the door and managed to walk half the beach before the...
January Blues
The Haines assembly did some great good the other night by supporting the pre-school and giving them another year in the old Human Resource Building where they have been for over thirty years, and the innovative plan to join forces with the Senior Center facility and...