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.

First Day of School and a Wedding

It’s a big week. JJ has her first day of kindergarten today. She was up early, ate poached eggs, packed a pumpkin muffin for her snack, and wore her favorite dress with tights and boots and a warm coat.  I dropped her off a little before eight, since she wanted...

A Gold Rush Alaska “Grandpa John” Story

It was so great to see my friend Nancy on Gold Rush Alaska last night (that would be Parker’s mother) speaking for all mothers when she tells 17 year-old Parker to straighten up. This is why she is my daughter JJ’s Godmother and why JJ declared last...

Sunday’s Thought

From the novel Cutting for Stone by Abraham Verghese: “God will judge us, Mr. Harris, by”–her voice broke as she thought of Sister Mary Joseph Praise– “by what we do to relieve the suffering of our fellow human beings. I don’t think...

12th Day of Christmas

We did sing one last Christmas song in choir practice last night, since technically it is still the Christmas season. Today is Epiphany, January 6, the day the three kings brought gifts to baby Jesus. It is also the day- I’m not sure now how many years ago...

Snow on Snow

All I can say is it’s a good thing I didn’t slide in the ditch this morning, since I was wearing a flowered flannel nightgown with Xtra Tuffs. I would have had some explaining to do. JJ needed a ride up and over the hill to Sarah’s to babysit, and...

Home Sweet Home

 I didn’t realize my neighbor Arlene Jackson’s memorial service (the active, fit 71 year old widow died suddenly at Thanksgiving of a stroke) was at one on Friday- I had thought it was two- I had been in the house a few minutes when Annette called about...