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.
The moon was as bright as a reading light for a letter from an old friend back home- Michael Burton, Night Rider’s Lament Nov. 27, Monday. 6:30 am, low tide, 35 degrees, southeast breeze, full moon. There is snow in the forecast. Before I headed to the pool I...
Only one response can maintain us: gratefulness for witnessing the wonder, for the gift of our unearned right to serve, to adore, and to fulfil. It is gratefulness that makes the soul great. – Abraham Joshua Heschel Noon, Sunday Nov 26. Very high tide (the full...
Oh, I wish I had a river I could skate away on– Joni Mitchell 10 am , Saturday Nov. 25. Chilkat River beach. 39 degrees, “spraying”, SE winds 4 mph. (Calm basically, but the airport weather station recorded the speed.) High tide. Sunrise: 8:20....
We cannot own anyone else, people, the lands, or resources. We are here to care for each other.” ― Joy Harjo, An American Sunrise Nov. 24, Friday, 9:30 am, 40 degrees, south wind, very low clouds. High tide. A little drizzle. Ice bits in the tideline. There is much...
“Said the river: imagine everything you can imagine, then keep on going”– Mary Oliver November 23, 10:15 am, 35 degrees, gusty south winds, cloudy, slush and sand. Beth and I squeezed in a walk even though we both said we didn’t have time....
The truth is that it’s just really hard for me to sleep without a dog in my bedroom.- Jimmy Stewart Haines, where the Chilkat River meets the sea in my backyard. 2:00 pm, 37 degrees, low tide. Snow and slush. High clouds and a south wind. It’s been a long...
