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

 From a poem by Jane Kenyon called Let Evening Come: To the bottle in the ditch, to the scoop in the oats, to air in the lung  let evening come. Let it come, as it will, and don’t be afraid. God does not leave us comfortless, so let evening come.   .  ...

Beach Walk Postcard

We have had  a week of rainy wind, and it washed all the snow off  the beach. Now it is clear and cooler, again, but with the low water in the Chilkat River thanks to ice higher up, the beach where it meets the sea is miles wide, especially at low tide. Here’s a...

I Love You

 At our Hospice of Haines board meeting this week we passed the tissues. Vince began the meeting with a prayer, and asked that we keep Mary Miles in our hearts as her husband had suddenly died. Nancy said grieving is hard, and you never really get over losing someone,...

Joking JJ

So, my daughter JJ was once featured on the Prairie Home Companion annual joke show. She was about ten, and her joke was about introducing hamburgers, the punchline was “meat Patty.” Anyway, JJ missed the joke show this year (it was last weekend) but had...

A Basketball Post Card

Here are a few images of the second Skagway-Haines basketball game. The mighty Panthers won it. They played fast and passed the ball hard, sank three-pointers and  were fun to watch.   Here’s Coach Elliott and Coach DeWitt on the bench. Haines scores. Fans watch...

Something Funny

I wrote a little sketch on snowshoeing on Mt. Ripinsky for National Geographic Traveler that was just  shared in the latest edition of the news magazine, The Week.  So far so good. But as soon as anyone googles Mt. Ripinsky + snowshoeing they’ll find Tom...