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.

Lights in the Darkness

My grandfather was French, and was made a member of the French Legion of Honor for his role in the French Resistance to the Nazis. His photo, in his WW II uniform, hangs above my stairs with other family pictures. I like to see his smile. Sometimes I kiss my...

Friday? No Way.

I’ve been caught up in ferries, grandchildren, dogs, friends, family, and helicopters for a few days and now it is snowing for real. So here’s the big good news: Martha is up and talking and laughing and thanking God for all the blessings of her life on...

Happy Monday

There is nothing like good news on Monday morning. Martha is off the tubes and doing well. A friend visited her last night and report:  “She looked Great!!.. She is recovering faster and better than the doctors expected (us Alaskans!). They are impressed.”...

Sunday’s Thought

“And now here is my secret, a very simple secret: It is only with the heart that one can see rightly; what is essential is invisible to the eye.” -Antoine de Saint-Exupery, The Little Prince (In other news, I haven’t heard more about Martha, which I...

Good News UPDATE On Martha

Last night we heard Martha is off her tubes and such, and is talking to her family and doing well. Turns out that’s not quite true, she still has some assistance breathing, and had surgery this morning to drain some of the seawater she swallowed, according to...

Sometimes

“Sometimes things don’t go, after all, from bad to worse.” That’s a line from a poem by Sheenagh Pugh ( I think that’s how to spell her name.) It’s been rolling around in my head this morning with so much good news. The...