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 Happy Thanksgiving! A photo thanks to my darling daughters home from college and an email to my neighbor James in South Africa (crazy but true. )Maybe there will be more, if I can figure out how the camera and computer work. Stoli made the crusts, JJ  filled them up...

 "There's a bunch of bunny tracks in the snow," my husband said this morning, as he carried in an armload of firewood. The girls were still sleeping, and I should have been. My husband is an early riser. (About 4:30. This was closer to 6.) I hadn't had coffee yet, and...

It's not always easy gathering together for the holidays. My daughter Stoli somehow got out of Anchorage in yesterday's ice storm, and landed safely in Juneau last night. There's a light skiff of snow, and it is still falling gently in the dawn fog. Hopefully pilot...

 I'm lying in bed this morning, in the dark, thinking that whoever invented flannel sheets should have won a Nobel prize for human comfort in cold climates. (Dog comfort too, my terrier Phoebe has made a nice nest by the back of my knees.) I'm listening to the morning...

From Madeleine L'Engle's The Irrational Season: I find it a good discipline to believe as many as seven impossible things every morning before breakfast. How dull the world would be if we limited ourselves to the possible. The only God who seems to me to be worth...

 I made oatmeal for the chickens again this morning, and they didn't mind that it was a little brown on the bottom. Yes, I burned it, again. This happens when my husband is not here to remind me to watch the pot. But the hens like the soft, warm grain on these cold...