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 was planning to write a story, or an essay– anything really– since Papa Bob is at my sister’s house today, but there is a lot going on. The first Southeast Alaska State Fair in two years began yesterday here in Haines, just as all around us...
Oh Lydia Jacoby, Alaska’s first gold medal swimmer, you made me cry I was so happy watching you win last night! (My pictures are not great, they came right off our TV which is not that great either.) The Anchorage Daily News reporter Beth Bragg has been covering...
As you may have noticed, I have not been here as much as I’d like to be, for all kinds of good reasons, and sometimes when you don’t write for a bit, you are shy about sharing random thoughts. You know, the kind of thoughts you have that just before you...
I know, I have not fallen off the face of the earth, rather it is summer, real summer, following the very, very quiet year of isolation, so all heaven is breaking loose and I want to pay attention. The family was all here for my birthday week and the 4th ( well,...
I love that advice from Brian Doyle and poet Kim Stafford– Preferably with jokes from children. What’s worse than finding a worm in your apple? ….Finding half a worm. I have been hanging around with my grandchildren, Papa Bob, and the dogs. Mainly,...
I’m doing my best not to look at my phone first thing. Not to see the alerts about vaccines, Trump and Russia, Harry, the Haines PD warning about a Large Brown Bear by Deishu Drive and the Two Cow Moose with Calves in the Young Road Vicinity or an email about...
