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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Sunday’s Thought

Sunday’s Thought

I figured you'd like this one from Sister Simone Campbell, author of Nun on the Bus. I always read it at talks these days. It is printed in front of Bears and Ballots and I don't think we can remind ourselves too often about how important the "we" is in our democracy,...

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Off to Camp for Grown-ups

I will be away from my desk-- and thus the blog-- until April 29th. Chip and I are going to grown-up bike camp in California, which should be really fun. I will tell you about it when I return. Stoli is tending the chickens, and the trusty housesitter and her...

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Library Happenings & Other Doo-ings.

I started to try and tell you all that's going on at the library this week-- ( I know, I missed Joe's slide show last night because it was so nice out and I wasn't paying attention to the time, with these late sunny evenings it's hard-- ) But decided to tack the...

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Go Fly a Kite

There was a moment yesterday afternoon, when the sky was bright, the tide was out, and the wind was blowing just strong enough to fly my granddaughter's kite, that I thought, "If a fairy godmother appears right now and gives me the option of  instantly being anywhere...

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Sunday’s Thought

  “I believe that appreciation is a holy thing--that when we look for what's best in a person we happen to be with at the moment, we're doing what God does all the time. So in loving and appreciating our neighbor, we're participating in something sacred.”  ~ Fred...

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Happy Friday

It's been a busy week.  It's amazing how much I can do when a book is done. I cleaned the chicken, lunchbox yoga-d,  stacked the last cord of firewood from the shed onto the porch, Morning Muscle-d, swam, paid up my swim-a-thon pledges,  sent a check to Mark Begich to...

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A Poem from John Schnabel

   If you live in Haines then I am sure  you know 'em  It's where Heather writes your obit and Christy writes your poem.- John Schnabel   John wrote this little ditty about my weird occupation- obituary writer-- and Christy Fowler's elegiac poems that she writes for...

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