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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Dec 2

Dec 2

“There is always light. If only we’re brave enough to see it. If only we’re brave enough to be it.” — Amanda Gorman It is the 2nd anniversary of the fatal slide and life-altering weather event. It seems both far and near-- so much has happened since then, and we are...

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Busy Morning

My daughter needed me this morning-- the one with the baby here in Haines, Sarah-- not the one about to have a baby in Sitka, Stoli. (Well, technically the baby is due March 16, but she has been sent over early because the doctors think the baby could come anytime....

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Happy Ash Wednesday?

Guess you don't say "Happy Ash Wednesday!" Do you? Still, the dawn was beautiful today, and early, the light is back and we are gaining minutes each day now. This morning in the kitchen we talked about what we are giving up for Lent. Jan, our priest, says that you are...

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Lovely Day

 I am not even going mention the foot of snow, the rain, the wind, the knee deep slush. Nope, it's bad form to complain about the weather, again. I am thankful that the roof is still on. I will say that down here at sea level, last night's slurricane has dropped the...

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Presidents Day Ramble

It is Presidents Day today, a holiday, sort of, except in Haines where we don't do national or state holidays at our school. Apparently they are optional in rural Alaska, but the radio station staff is taking the day off to honor Lincoln and Washington, and so they...

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Sunday’s Thought from Mary Oliver

Whoever you are, no matter how lonely, the world offers itself  to your imagination, calls to you like wild geese, harsh and exciting over and over announcing your place in the family of things. -From Mary Oliver's poem, Wild Geese        

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Punctual Snow

Last night at choir practice we talked about the spring weather, of course we know it won't stay, but what if it did? We also worried a loud that if November was so fierce that the other bookend of winter, March, could be too. We sang our new favorite song, New Feet,...

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