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

“In the external scheme of things, shining moments are as brief as the twinkling of an eye, yet such twinklings are what eternity is made of — moments when we human beings can say 'I love you,' 'I'm proud of you,' 'I forgive you,' 'I'm grateful for you.' That's what...

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A Sunday’s Schooling

 Yesterday morning three year-old Caroline and I attended the Presbyterian Church. She told her mother that she was going a new church, not the "Haines church where Nancy plays the piano."  Which is kind of funny since the Episcopal mission we usually attend in the...

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Sunday’s Thought

  "To me, faith is not very dependent on understanding. It is, rather, a decision about where I will put my life's energy. I choose to live with reference to God. So the question of faith is not so much, What do you think? as it is, Whom will you follow? Not so much a...

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Ferryboat Serenade

At about 9:30 this morning Chip came back from work-- he had forgotten his empty growler for the brewery-- it must be Friday. It also must be February, as we now have 8 hours of daylight (and much longer 'nautical twilight' making evening walks, skis or snowshoes...

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Something Funny

Caroline (now three) and I took advantage of the weather and cleaned my closet yesterday. About halfway through the sorting, tossing, Salvation Army pile, and dusting, I said this was a terrible mistake. "We will never finish. What was I thinking, Caroline Cooper?"...

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The Weather Remains Great for Reading.

Last night the basketball games were crowded, no matter if it was a school and work night and skin could freeze walking (well, creeping, the ice is so hard to see) across the parking lot. Tim is volunteering on the radio this morning and of course praising this...

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I’m Home. Phew.

  It is really bad form to complain that Florida was a little on the cold side when it's minus one and blowing fifty in Haines.  (Here we northerners are shell-combing on an empty Gulf beach on a blustery day when the locals wore down coats and wool hats as they...

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