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.

Thank You Sticky-Notes

My friend Nancy makes her own cards for birthdays, baby showers, thank yous –  you name it, but she doesn’t write in them. Instead she uses sticky-notes so that the card itself becomes a gift. The thing is, the sentiments on those sticky-notes are also a...

Strolling Through August

 The rain it seems makes us all a bit more social. There were more people in church on Sunday, everyone was on time for a birthday brunch and stayed late, the same with Lexie’s baby shower. That’s three indoor events in one day, back to back, which I know...

Whoops, A Blog Correction

Open Mic night at the Fireweed is next Weds, the 24th, not this Weds. Blame it on wishful thinking?   

Fire and Rain

 It is 52 degrees and raining, and I’d like a fire. I think that’s reasonable. My husband says it’s still summer and not cold enough to start burning the wood he’s just finished stacking in the shed for the winter. I understand, I really do, as...

Sunday’s Thought

From Anna Quindlen’s A Short Guide to a Happy Life: “C’mon, let’s be honest. We have an embarassment of riches. Life is good. I don’t mean in a cosmic way. I never think of my life, or my world, in any big cosmic way…Learn to be...

A Real Friday Ramble

The good thing about the rain (aside from the obvious greening up the very dry summer ground) is that I got to sleep in a bit this morning (6:30) since we don’t ride bikes in the rain in August. In April, May and June, sometimes– but August, never. We are...