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.

There was a moment yesterday afternoon, when the sky was bright, the tide was out, and the wind was blowing just strong enough to fly my granddaughter’s kite, that I thought, “If a fairy godmother appears right now and gives me the option of  instantly being anywhere else in the world with a million dollars in my debit account, I won’t take it.  I will stay right here.”