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.
Before I left for Australia I said goodbye to a friend who was dying of lung cancer. As I watched her daughter give her a manicure, I was suddenly so sad, in that way that is like a wave washing over you. I won’t see her again. Then I thought, who knows if she...
This may be briefer than I had planned, as I’m babysitting and James just woke up and Molly is about to slide bottom first down the stairs. Yes, I am home from Australia, and the trip exceeded all expectations. Mostly, it was great to see our son so happy in the...
Which means goodbye in Australian, since I am off to Margaret River to see my son and meet my granddaughter, and so you won’t hear from me for three weeks. I am not bringing anything to write on except a paper journal. The dogs are a tad wiggy and did not like...
“We are canceling church and Sunday school today. Please stay home and off the roads…and if you have a few minutes in between shoveling give thanks and praise to God and pray for your brothers and sisters.” – from the Haines Presbyterian...
As the old song goes, snow on snow on snow, although the midwinter has been far from bleak. It’s busy, bright, and astonishing, actually. We have forgotten about life with real snow over the last few dry winters. I had to find the shovels. My old snowshoes broke...
We went from crackling windy, wood stove roaring cold to snow, lots of it, overnight this weekend. Just as I am in the middle of yet more home improvement projects inspired by my free time since not being on the borough assembly, and the anxiety of waiting for my new...
