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.
Which makes no sense, but is a riff on a Jimmy Buffet tune, and he is one of my favorites thanks to a college roommate from Florida who brought his albums to our Vermont dorm room in 1981.The line comes from popular The Weather is Beautiful, Wish You Were Here style...
Last night when the puppy woke me at 1:50 to go out to pee and poop (why he poops more at night I do not know). I pulled on a coat and boots and walked him down the hard-packed snow path to the beach. There were stars, and a moon, and I could hear the ice moving in...
Have you noticed a pattern? (Hint: three in a row.) I’m trying to be my own Advent calendar. Blame it on the daily Advent devotion from Marsh Chapel at Boston University. (I started listening to the Sunday services during the pandemic and still do, except not on...
“There is always light. If only we’re brave enough to see it. If only we’re brave enough to be it.” — Amanda Gorman It is the 2nd anniversary of the fatal slide and life-altering weather event. It seems both far and near– so much has happened since then, and we...
My day began at 5:28 with a friend texting “Rabbbbit Rabbbbit HOLY MOLY it’s December!?!” I was up. Chip was already doing his calisthenics on the living room floor and Trixie had taken his warm spot on the bed as soon as he vacated it. Jeff was...
We have been busy– Thanksgiving with the family was an event– Of course this is the calm before the storm– everyone serves up plates in the kitchen. One son-in-law fried a turkey and not only did he keep his eyebrows, but it tasted delicious....
