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.

Windy Walk Post Card

The wind has just not quit for several days. It’s making us slightly crazy– try biking into a southerly at 25 knots. (I hope it blows itself out by Saturday’s 25th annual Kluane to Chilkat International Bike Relay.) In the meantime, walking Pearl is...

Have Courage (Sunday’s Thought)

“Courage is not simply one of the virtues but the form of every virtue at the testing point, which means at the point of highest reality. ”- C.S. Lewis Of course you can’t find courage if nothing bad ever happens to you, in other words if you never need it,...

Tattoo Time

I came home to find a note on the counter from my friend Becky, “I thought it would be fun if you and I got matching tattoos!” (Although she used one t in the middle not two- it’s not everyday either of us spells tattoo.) It said we should...

Quiet Week?

  I miss the old Prairie Home Companion. “It’s been a  quiet week in my hometown,” is such a great introduction. So loaded with irony, especially as Keillor unfolds the drama that the past seven days brought to at least a few members of his fictional...

Don’t Miss Eowyn

Eowyn Ivey (Pulitzer Prize finalist thanks to her first novel, The Snow Child) will be speaking and reading from her second novel, To the Bright Edge of the World, tomorrow (Tuesday, May 30) night at 6:30 at the library. I wish I could hear her! But we have a borough...

Nothing Like a Little Time

A few days off (away from my desk) in the garden and hanging out with friends and family is just what I needed. I’ve been a little blue with the borough stuff and Song’s death, and am relieved that his wife Amy didn’t want to do the obituary this...