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.

Sunday’s Thought

All things bright and beautiful, all creatures great and small, all things wise and wonderful, the Lord God made them all.- #405, 1982 Episcopal Hymnal. Words by Cecil Frances Alexander, music Royal Oak.  And honestly, what else is a grandmother to do but break into...

Goats and Grace

We had a big family dinner last night to send the boys off to Washington. I made mountain goat enchiladas which are everyone’s favorite. The meat is rich and stringy but tender when you cook it in a crock pot all day. It’s  perfect for shredding inside...

Adventures

I just assumed the booms yesterday morning about 5:30 were bear hunters across the river. It is brown bear hunting season, and there are  a handful of guiding outfits in town, and it takes a big rifle to stop a big bear.  A guide told me once that if a bear is...

Lighting the Night With Loved Ones

The first annual Hospice of Haines “Light the Night” gathering was Friday, with luminarias set all along the dark school track on a breezy, cold October evening when the souls of the departed felt very close. It was harder on my heart than I expected. The...