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.
The Buckwheat Ski Classic over in Skagway is not the usual race this year, as rain and record warm temperatures have ruined the snow. But, the entry fees have been collected, the food for the banquet has all arrived, and the snow castle at the big aid station up in...
Here is something that made me laugh. My brother-in-law Norm was on the radio, hosting the country show, and after a Willie Nelson tune and some other song that I think was sing-a-long-able, but I can’t recall the title right now, because I was in my car,...
From Rabbi Abraham Joshua Heschel: Our goal should be to live life in radical amazement… Get up in the morning and look at the world in a way That takes nothing for granted. Everything is phenomenal; Everything is incredible; Never treat life casually; To be...
This is the perfect egg that I found in my jacket pocket this morning, after that jacket had gone in and out of the coop to feed and water the hens, after it had walked on the beach with four jumping dogs for an hour, after it had driven to the pool, and hung...
I meant to resume my Sunday Thought’s feature this week, but two of my granddaughters spent the night, and we became way too involved in playing outside in the spring snow and sunshine, and with our typewriters inside, and Betty’s cat took more time to...
Poet John Haines (and no Haines is not named after him, but that would be something, wouldn’t it? An Alaskan town named after an Alaskan poet) wrote, “Good poems come from roots.” So do good lives. I have been reading poems and essays in the morning...
