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.

Hello, Summer.

 Yesterday at four when my daughter and two of the grand daughters– Ivy (almost 2) and Caroline (4)– and I headed for ice cream at the Hungry Moose the bank sign flashed 70. Which means everyone was dressed for 90. Little children were in sun rompers,...

I’m Back.

It was cold riding alongside the frosty swamps this morning after a week in sunny (and hot) Solvang. (At least for us 70s and sunny is hot. My forearms are peeling.) We had a great time, and rode lots of big (and small) hills– even Mt. Figueroa– which was...

Off to Camp for Grown-ups

I will be away from my desk– and thus the blog– until April 29th. Chip and I are going to grown-up bike camp in California, which should be really fun. I will tell you about it when I return. Stoli is tending the chickens, and the trusty housesitter and...

Library Happenings & Other Doo-ings.

I started to try and tell you all that’s going on at the library this week– ( I know, I missed Joe’s slide show last night because it was so nice out and I wasn’t paying attention to the time, with these late sunny evenings it’s...

Go Fly a Kite

There was a moment yesterday afternoon, when the sky was bright, the tide was out, and the wind was blowing just strong enough to fly my granddaughter’s kite, that I thought, “If a fairy godmother appears right now and gives me the option of  instantly...

Sunday’s Thought

  “I believe that appreciation is a holy thing–that when we look for what’s best in a person we happen to be with at the moment, we’re doing what God does all the time. So in loving and appreciating our neighbor, we’re participating in...