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.
Lordy mercy, land of goshen, shades of gray out on the ocean, don’t you dare take that boat out to sea. Old friends, they shine like diamonds. Old Friends, you can always call. Old Friends, Lord, you can’t buy ’em -Guy Clark from his...
Could it be possible that a landscape might have a deep friendship with you? That it could sense your presence and feel the care you extend towards it?- John O’Donohue Monday morning 8:35, almost snowing, a light drizzle and 33 degrees. North wind. High tide. It...
To live’s to fly, both low and high. So shake the dust off of your wings and the sleep out of your eyes- Townes Van Zandt 7:45 am (thanks to turning back the clock an hour the sun was up, such as it is) North wind, gray skies, snowing on the mountains, feels...
8:30 am, 35 degrees, partly cloudy, north wind, flowing tide. Latitude: 59 degrees 14′ 1.68″ N Longitude -135 degrees 26′ 49.23″ W The sun rose as I walked at 8:28 and will set at 5:01 today. We are losing about five minutes a day until...
This is the month of nuts and nutty thoughts- that November whose name sounds so bleak and cheerless– perhaps it is that the harvest of thought is worth more than all the other crops of the year.– Henry David Thoreau 37 degrees, drizzle, calm, low...
It’s got to be more than flesh and bone, all that you love is all that you own. -Tom Waits from his song Take it With Me 9:35am, 33 degrees, low tide, north wind. I love the idea of morning work that begins with the date, time and weather. I do that in my...
