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.

That Old Wintry Feeling

The first snow showed up in flurries yesterday. But it’s here more for real this morning, dusting the deck chairs and beach, the last pansies in the pot, and the windshield when I came out of Morning Muscles. I hope the driving from Haines to Homer– all...

Sunday’s Thought

“You will improve with practice, but practice will never make you perfect. Why should it? What fun would that be?”- Stephen King in his memoir On Writing

Tricks and Treats

It’s going to be a nice night to Trick or Treat for children and for their parents to get crazy and dance around the bonfires or walk from the Pioneer to the Fogcutter bars in costume. Also, we get an extra hour of sleep tomorrow so that’s nice, sort of....

Be Ye Kind

A poster with “Be Ye Kind” and a picture of a soft eyed bunny was taped by the door to Mrs. Edwards’ primary school classroom when my youngest daughter attended school. (She’s going to be 25 soon.) It’s funny, but of all the things that...

Monday Morning Moon Shines

It was funny at the pool this morning as all everyone was talking about was the moon last night, and three different people noted that they thought the motion sensor lights had turned on in the yard from a moose or bear before they realized it was a natural night...

Bad Things Come in Threes? So No More Bike Accidents?

I know, what are the odds that I would be on a third medevac flight for a bike accident? This time it was to Anchorage’s Providence Hospital rather than Harborview in Seattle, and it wasn’t family, rather a friend who is like family. My neighbor Linnus the...