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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Dispatch from Moose Camp

Dispatch from Moose Camp

"Meanwhile the world goes on. / Meanwhile the sun and the clear pebbles of rain/ are moving across the landscapes,/ over the prairies and the deep trees,/ the mountains and the rivers./ Meanwhile, the wild geese, high in the clean blue air,/are heading home again."--...

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Best Thing I’ve Overheard This Year

He noticed this woman at the salad bar and she was standing perfectly still and her face was blue and so he Heimliched her and it didn't work so he shook her upside down and out popped a green olive. The manager said their lunch was on him. I heard that this morning...

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Comfort, Joy, and Wonder

I have been writing acrostic poems for the kids -- and they are a hit, except when I drop a letter from a name -- at least I only missed two and they were in middle names, but one was Lende and spelling that wrong caused a lot of laughter. It is easier to write these...

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I Give my Heart to all of This

  The sunrise and sunsets have been in sync with the flow and ebb of the tides this week. My days are bookended by dog walks, and they are suddenly, it seems, too close together. The morning walk is done about 10:30 and the evening walk begins around 2:30. It ends in...

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It’s Beginning to Look Like Christmas

  It's finally snowing! It has been so rainy and inky dark that I missed my own driveway twice this week, and once, the turn off from Small Tracts to Mud Bay Road. (Luckily Greg has plenty of Christmas lights up so I turned around in his driveway.) The little kids...

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An Angel Gets her Wings

I sent the draft manuscript off of book # 4 yesterday midday, and the plan was to clean my house and my desk, and I have sort of, dumping all my notes for the book  in a big box to save them for the editing process in February and March, but I can't do a thorough...

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Emotional Rattle, But No Shake or Roll Here.

Alaska is so large that, when a properly scaled map (not the mini- version that has us floating off the edge of California in a box about the same size as the one Hawaii is also in) is superimposed on a map of the lower forty-eight, it extends to every border,...

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