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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November 4 Photo Sunrise on the Chilkat

November 4 Photo Sunrise on the Chilkat

8:30 am, 35 degrees, partly cloudy, north wind, flowing tide. Latitude: 59 degrees 14' 1.68" N Longitude -135 degrees 26' 49.23" W The sun rose as I walked at 8:28 and will set at 5:01 today. We are losing about five minutes a day until December 21. It was quiet, no...

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Hospice Fair Booth Wants Your Pies

I had this note waiting in my email when the internet came back on: "Helllloooo, Last night Nancy dreamt anxiously that the Fair started today. And we weren’t ready…So, I’m in the swing of it now—the asking for desserts.So if you can think of folks who have never...

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Shake, Prattle and Can

I meant to give you a wonderful update and some brilliant insights yesterday-- but then we had an earthquake so I couldn't. Really. 5.9 at 2:54 in the morning. It shook Pearl and I right off the couch, and as it kept shaking, I thought I better get up and stand over...

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Happy Tuesday

I am up early, as I had hoped to get to Morning Muscles at 6:00 while Chip was still sleeping-- but it was canceled as Marnie texted very early-- 5:30-- that she needed some sleep.  (Happy Tuesday!) There have been bears up on the hill in her neighborhood, and down in...

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Monday’s Art News ( Sort of)

It is now four weeks since Chip's surgery, and we are all settling in, in one way, and moving forward in others, and there is progress, all positive, but healing bones takes time and patience, and certain amount of creative thinking, like a lot of good things do. My...

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Sunday’s Thought

"So friends, everyday do something that won't compute. Love the Lord. Love the World. Work for nothing." -  from Wendell Berry's poem Manifesto: The Mad Farmer Liberation Front  and if Jim Wilson's rock garden is not enough to convince of Berry's wisdom, read this...

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Trotting with a Sympathetic Dog

This morning, after noting that his left leg still has some cycling muscles, but that his right leg is a sorry looking little hunk of flab, Chip said, "well, it's good to go through these things now and then, because it reminds us how good shape we can get in." Then...

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