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 Marilynne Robinson’s novel Gilead:   There are two occasions when the sacred beauty of Creation becomes dazzlingly apparent, and they occur together. One is when we feel our mortal insufficiency to the world, and the other is when we feel the world’s...

The Bear and the Pomeranian: A Fish Story?

If you are going to show up for coffee at seven on Saturday morning– especially a dark, stormy November Saturday morning perfect for sleeping in– then you better be cheerful and have something interesting to say. That’s why I like Don Nash....

Deer Season

Chip is getting ready for his hunting trip to Elfin Cove, they leave tomorrow on the Nash troller Shinaku. He’s making lists and checking them twice. There is a survival gear bucket on the dining room table, dry bags, socks, bullets, GPS, knives, game bags, a...

A Reflective Vest Story

 It’s reflective vest season for early morning ( and early evening) walkers and joggers. I was driving home from Morning Muscles, listening to NPR on the radio, and slowly tooling up and around the dark Parade Grounds this morning when out of the corner of my...

First Snow

We woke to the first snow on the ground in the yard, (the mountains have been getting whiter by the day)  a light dusting that made the whole world clean and bright and the view from my bed as black & white  as an Ansel Adams photo. I want to get out and enjoy...

Twinkle Twinkle Little iPad?

My house guests from San Francisco have an iPad, and they’ve been showing Chip and I all the cool things it does, well, as much as we have time for. The videos, and audio, can take a while with the slow internet here.  They told me that in London it’s 24...