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How Can You Miss Me If I Don't Go Away?

This is what my mornings looked like the last few days- Caroline and I traveled to Juneau to hang out with baby James and his mother and aunt, and I assure you that babies and small children and technology just don't mix very well. Instead of blogging we read board books and sorted blocks, and when James napped, Caroline and I got dressed. His naps went by quickly. The little prince had our full attention.

Community Life Can Be A Challenge

These last few weeks with one foot standing in summer and the other in fall have been a little crazy. (In more ways than one.)There are fresh dahlias on the table and moose camp is up (the season opens Tuesday.) I hope the tent doesn't get washed away today. There is a flood watch.  When I asked Chip if I should be worried he said, no, it's better to have it flood when we aren't sleeping in it. And people think I'm the optimist.

Sunday's Thought

"For the love of God is broader than the measure of the mind; and the heart of the Eternal is most wonderfully kind." -Frederick W. Faber, words Hymn 470 in the Episcopal Church Hymnal 1982


A Correction

I think the cross country meet in Haines today begins at 1:45 at the fair grounds, but you'll want to be there a little earlier to walk out and watch it from somewhere on the course. Also, there is a golf  tournament (scramble) beginning today at 9am. (It's a little wet out, but on the plus side there isn't any wind.)As for us, I'm afraid I will miss both, as we are heading up the river to set up the wall tent for moose hunting today. My husband is a man with a mission.

"To get the full value of joy, you must have somebody to divide it with"-- Mark Twain.


Something Funny (and kind of true.)

So this morning Chip is reading all the news on the President's visit to Alaska. "He's having a blast," Chip said. Then he said, in a tone any Alaskan will recognize, especially on a sunny September morning like this: "He's going to get back to Washington and say 'screw this, I'm heading back to Alaska.' "  


Five Good Things

Riding a bike on a cool clear morning with snow on the mountains reminded me of something I heard Richard Nelson, the writer from Sitka who used to talk to himself (and us) while exploring the outdoors in his radio show Encounters say-- that the air was so fresh and cool breathing was like drinking a tall glass of spring water. That's  the first good thing.

Sunday's Thought

Yesterday I was playing golf with Jenny Lyn. On the fourth hole there is a creek between the fairway where our drives landed and the bit of fairway where the green sits. The creek is in just the right place to catch most of my second shots. I hit a nine iron badly, and it went low, like a line drive, and then ran into the thick brush along the creek. We didn't see a splash. But we didn't see a ball bounce on the other side either.

Friday Already?

Please don't take it personally that I have been a little lax in keeping in touch. It has nothing to do with you I promise-- Summer is not traditionally my desk time and this one even more so than others, but winter is, and it is coming. ( We are losing 5 minutes of light each day and there has been some dusting of snow in the mountains.)Also, election season is upon us, so that's a sure sign of fall. Sunday evening between 5-7 join me and other friends of Margaret Friedenauer at the Klondike for free pizza and Margaret's famous cup cakes (beverages for purchase).  

Four Good Things

At the end of the yoga retreat we were challenged to begin a practice of thinking of four things each night before we fall asleep that brought us joy that day. Only four? My squirrel brain hoards these good nuts. When I close my eyes to do this, I start listing things that happened years ago. If I'm going to give thanks, I want to give it for everything, just in case there is not another opportunity. Perhaps this is an Episcopalian thing?



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