I live and write on Lingít Aaní, and gratefully acknowledge the past, present and future caretakers of this beautiful place, the Jilkaat Kwaan and Jilkoot Kwaan.

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Nov 18 Tenakee Springs

Nov 18 Tenakee Springs

If we could communicate with animals, ask them questions and receive answers—no matter how simple those questions and answers turn out to be—the world might soon be moved enough to at least start halting our runaway destruction of life.—Roger Payne Saturday, Tenakee...

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Cold Spell, Warm Hearts

Listening to the forecast is humbling. It's supposed to stay this windy (50 mph or so) and pretty cold (warmer, like 18) until Friday. They are playing hockey at the rink and the ice is good on Rutzebeck Lake. (But be careful, as always.) The ski club has set tracks...

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Sunday’s Thought

"In skating over thin ice, safety is our speed." Ralph Waldo Emerson.  I thought of that line today, when Chip insisted the ice on the pond was thick enough, mostly, but may be a little thin at one end of the lake. He reminded me that two inches of ice will hold us,...

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Coincidence? Or?

Last night, over black-eyed peas, greens, and corn bread-- New Year's good luck food, we five women friends talked about faith, spirits, and a clairvoyant some of us had visited when she came to Haines a few years ago. (Our spouses watched the football game.) It was a...

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Happy New year

We are almost back to normal. With Christmas and New Year's falling on Thursdays the last two weeks have been kind of manic-- on and off again-- celebrate and get to it-- and today we are sort of on again-- it is a work day before one final (sort of) holiday weekend....

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Compassion

Yesterday, after a morning walk up to Lily Lake with old friends and young dogs, I did the afternoon sort-of-country show on KHNS. ( Think Willie Nelson meets James Taylor)  and I played "Stand Right By Each Other," a song from a gift from Chip,Lucinda Williams' new...

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A Little Port?

Maybe it's the lack of snow, or my eyes, but is sure seems darker than usual. Still, it's nice that Margaret is at the radio station at six to keep us company. Pearl and I stayed in bed and listened to the news while Chip leaped up and did his stretches and worked...

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