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(s)

Sunday’s Thought(s)

"Nothing in the world is permanent, and we're foolish when we ask anything to last, but surely we're still more foolish not to take delight in it while we have it." - W. Somerset Maugham   Sometimes wonder sneaks up on you. Here we were, sipping coffee, nibbling...

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Sunday’s Thought

Sunday’s Thought

We had church today again on Zoom. Which is sort of like waving to the kids through the closed window. It makes me happy. More people attended this time, which meant a lot of reminders to mute the audio and instructions on how to, and that there more of us looking at...

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Shake a Leg

Shake a Leg

I asked my friend Beth what is her best tip for thriving during our new shelter in place rule and she said, "Get dressed and put on your running shoes," it was her mother's advice for stay at home moms back in the day. "You can't get anything done when you're wearing...

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On the Bright Side

On the Bright Side

This is my backyard today and Alaska has plenty of room to wander safely. Also, little Emilia has a resting face that smiles. Pearl is very happy to practice social distancing. Trixie, not so much. UV rays are supposed to kill germs, so I washed the sofa slipcover and...

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A Little Lightness of Being

A Little Lightness of Being

I did not check the news first thing. Instead, I washed the bowl and pans from the molasses cookies I baked last night, and slightly burned, because I was distracted by singing along to country songs. Washing dishes while listening to the morning news on the radio is...

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Sunday’s Thoughts

Sunday’s Thoughts

I have spent the morning trying to find a suitable inspirational quote for Sunday, and I’m struggling. None of them are what I want to read to this morning, now that the virus has spread to more people in Ketchikan, which seems awfully close, and so why would you?...

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Messages in the Sand

Messages in the Sand

People are leaving messages in the sand, and little gifts, like heart shaped rocks for others to see. Across the river snow is sliding off the mountains and it looks like one bear den is open up high. (You can see the muddy tracks on the snow.) The squirrels are...

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