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.

We have just under eight hours of daylight today– but oh, what light it is– all frosty and bright- and it is supposed to be clear all week. The nights are worth standing out in the yard for with a coat on before bed, too. There were no Northern lights, but there were stars and a moon last night, and they shone on the river. At about four Pearl woke me up growling. I shushed her, and she did it again, and then I heard what she had– a tin honking out the window, off keyish, and loud, like a sixth grade band practice. I looked out and saw a flock of Trumpeter swans, about ten or twelve of the big white birds, flying South by moonlight. I forgave Pearl. (And then went back to sleep for a few more hours and missed who knows what out there.)

Tonight there will be Tlingit music and dancing at the Bald Eagle Foundation, with Wayne Price speaking as well, from 7-9. There’s a reception with snacks and such before, from 5-7.  Crystal wanted to me to remind you that there’s a special musical presentation at the library noon-1 on Friday, Lunch and Learn with the Anchorage Symphony Orchestra. (Bring your own lunch.) Members of the orchestra explain what they do via video conference. Friday night at 6:30 Seth Kantner and Beth Hill will be at the library presenting their new children’s book, Pup and Pokey.