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Dec. 3 Advent Thoughts : Give Lavish
The whole day is your gift: hold it and read a leaf at a time, never hurried, never waiting. Step, step, slide, then turn, dance on the calendar, reach out a hand, give lavish as anyone ever gave- all. – from the poem "Some Days of Its Gift" by William Stafford...
Moose Reading
We spent the first week of the hunt at a sturdy cabin but today we are off to a tent (a big tent, but still) up the river. When I voiced concern about the food and bears Chip said there are more bears in my backyard than up there, and certainly in town. It's true. The...
‘Tis the Season
That would be Chip's birthday and moose hunting. We are off to camp until Tuesday. I've made the chili and stew, packed the granola and yoghurt, counted the bread for lunches and made sure we have coffee and cream. (Chip's famous ice cream can't come. It's not that...
Sunday’s Thoughts
I have three thoughts for you today--I guess I’m making up for lost time—and this is election season so there is a lot on my mind. In Haines on October 3rd we will vote for a new mayor, three assembly members, and the entire planning commission— that’s a lot of...
Farewell Old Grill
When I got home from Tenakee, I craved fresh greens and salmon - of course there are plenty of both there, but I was isolated in a cabin with Covid and canned pantry peaches and peanut butter sandwiches for a week. Chip is a great griller, so he cooks the fish in our...
A Little Down Time
Being in tiny Tenakee Springs with Covid gives a new meaning to “isolate”—especially since I stayed in my friend Teresa’s place, which I love even more because there is no Internet and cell service. There is a landline, but there’s no long distance, which means local...
This World Is…
...a bit challenging. (the understatement of the week) as Annie Lamott said earlier this week, even she is losing her capacity to process catastrophe. (Stay with me, it gets better.) I am just overwhelmed by so much dire news. I donated to Episcopal Relief and...