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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From Boston to Ocala, Taking Good Care.

From Boston to Ocala, Taking Good Care.

“I celebrate that we’re all crazy and damaged and we’re all sort of floundering and flailing, and yet we stick together. We take care of each other the best we can. And that is so touching it fills me with hope. It takes people a lot of decades to realize that we’re...

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Happy Tuesday to You

  The plan was to ferry home from Juneau Sunday or Monday. (It's a minor miracle that there were 7:00am ferries north on both mornings.) After a day with Molly and James, and my daughter and her husband which flew by, I decided to wait until Monday, and so I took...

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Good News

The little dog Lily who was missing out on Chilkoot Lake was found safe and sound with much joy all around, which I take as a good omen for the first week of the year.  While the rest of the country suffers from arctic weather and storms, it's mild here in the actual...

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Skating Into the New Year on Thick (-ish) Ice

The cold and clear weather made for a few perfect (well, it's all relative) days of skating to close 2017. And just like the year itself, there were a few lows, but such highs that I wanted to cheer-- I mean just look at this place. A person can't help but sing the...

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A Solstice Blessing

It's funny that the darkest day of the year was one of my brightest. I've been running full speed on obituaries and borough stuff and family and the dogs and Christmas-- work-- the whole year it seems has been a blur-- and then I had all these plans to sit and sip tea...

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Sunday’s Thought

"Imagine you can disagree without someone being wrong." It's the third Sunday in Advent, and in the bulletin in church today there were some suggestions for loving our neighbors (and everyone else) as well as we do  ourselves, that came from the Presiding Bishop....

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Remembering Newtown

The other night, as I watched the primary school Christmas concert in the Chilkat Center, when all the children in grades K-4 in our town were on the stage in that one place, all together, singing for us, I suddenly was afraid. Afraid something terrible might happen...

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