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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Weds. Postcard

Weds. Postcard

I did the country show on KHNS again today. It was the first time in a while that I've been free to do it. I filled in for my brother-in-law Norm who is on a sunny beach with my sister. I figured I'd send them-- and you-- a postcard from paradise. I did share a joke...

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Sun, Fun, & a thought about bad Guns.

The forecast in Haines is for severe winter weather, winds to fifty knots, high temperatures in the single digits and lows below zero, which is really cold here in town by the seaside. It will be well below zero out the road.  And this is the weekend the snowmachiners...

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January Woman’s Day Column & a Vacation!

Hi, here is my January Woman's Day column. And this is the last time you'll hear from me for about ten days. Things are a bit crazy here, as the Lendes are doing something we have no practice at- taking a family vacation. We did this once, years ago, when the children...

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Heart and Brains and Art

 We are chin-deep in the post-holiday doldrums with the flu and the snow and the somewhat tattered Christmas decorations. One section of lights on the tree is out. Chip just said, "When they ask me why I'll leave my wonderful wife I'll say because no one ever puts...

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Einstein and Coffee

 I think it was Einstein who said that a hundred times a day he was reminded that his inner and outer life were dependent on the labors of other people, living and dead. Maybe he wrote that thought down on a snowy January morning, well before dawn, when the plow truck...

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The Second Day of Christmas

In the traditional calendar, today is only the the second day of Christmas. But even die-hard church folks know that the holiday began about a month ago, on Thanksgiving weekend. And here where it is so dark, who isn't cheered by a string of bright lights on the porch...

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Sunday’s Thought

 From Dylan Thomas's A Child's Christmas in Wales: One Christmas was so much like another, in those years around the sea-town corner now and out of all sound except the distant speaking of the voices I sometimes hear the moment before sleep, that I can never remember...

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