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.

Home alone? You Betcha.

If I told you I have spent the morning dancing around my house naked, singing, and vacuming up the dog hair should you believe it? Hint: this is my first dawn without house guests in six weeks. I also am not even going to think about what’s for dinner until...

4th of July Smiles, a Postcard

From the finish line of the grueling Mt. Ripinski Run, the annual Tlingit Park picnic and games, and Hugh and Harry’s pig roast at the cannery– here’s some smiles from some of the 4th celebrations in Haines. (I missed the parade, which I hear had...

A little light housekeeping

That’s about all I’m doing these days for the company, as it is kind of bad manners to run the vacuum cleaner around people playing cards– even if there is dog hair up to our ankles.  Also, in the good news department, I had three big things in June...

A big salad bowl of love

One of my favorite wedding gifts for  Eliza and Justin is a huge spruce salad bowl about two feet across and a foot and a half deep that feeds  thirty people generously , as we did the other night.  It was turned by a local woodworker who is no longer with us, Guy...

A Few Wedding Pictures

I didn’t bring my camera to the wedding or any of the festivities– from the Friday night pizza party at the Klondike Saloon hosted by the groom’s family (I did order the weather though–sunny, 80 degrees!), to the big family and friends’...