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.

My Dad Reads Woman’s Day Now

Papa Bob, aka “Macho Man” has a subscription to Woman’s Day now. I’m glad, because that means he read this Father’s Day column. It is a gray windy day, but clear enough for me to fly in a few hours to Juneau, spend the night with my...

Are You A Writer?

 Yesterday,  I was running errands– I went to the library, signed some books at the Babbling Book, mailed a letter, and grocery shopped. My last stop was Dejon Delights to buy some of that derby king salmon for dinner. I figured I’d cook a nice meal for...

Mixing it up in Haines with Keller Williams

Went to the Keller Williams concert last night at the Chilkat Center. He looked about 25, wore khaki pants, a polo shirt, and bare feet, and danced and sang around the stage with a mop of brown hair in his eyes having a grand time. One song had lyrics that included...

North Words

 I’ve been in Skagway a few days at the North Words Writers’ conference with some of my favorite Alaska writers and authors, including Sitka’s John Straley. If you haven’t met his unlikely southeast Alaskan detective, Cecil Younger, you really...

What You See From a Bicycle in Alaska With the Roof Off

These are bicycling days. Sunny and warm with roads banked with mounds of bright yellow dandelions.  My oldest daughter was here for a few days  from Juneau and we pedaled all over the place. It’s amazing what you notice on a bicycle. Along the Chilkoot River...

Spring is Busting Out All Over

 It is like there has been a good kind of explosion around here, spring is busting out all over. All five kids are home, which means so many dishes,  the fruit bowl is empty, and so many big people, so much noise and the best kind of mess on the porch and in the...