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.
I love weather, which is a good thing, since we have a lot of it, and this week it seems even more than usual. I postpone the daily walk when it is raining sideways at 9 because it may be (and is!) glorious a few hours later and my friend Teresa is ready and so are...
So, a few weeks ago I said to Chip, “I feel so bad for these women that live in deep red states.” And he replied, “Heather, we do.” I said, “No we don’t!” And he said, “Yes we do, you just don’t see it in Haines...
I started writing a novel yesterday and counted the days until I should have a rough draft done ( taking time off for some weekends and moose hunting and all that) — Dec 2! I should be prompted to blog and write other things too, since I am back at regular...
It is one of those things that I figure was meant to be. There was this shack with an orange For Sale by Owner sign that remained un-sold on each visit to Tenakee the last few years, and then there was an unexpected windfall, and before I knew it, I had a little place...
“All acts of kindness are lights in the war for justice.” – Joy Harjo I read this just now in Reconciliation, A Prayer from How We Became Human, New and Selected Poems: 1975-2002 and knew that it is a perfect Sunday Thought for these times. While I...
