Yikes. That was close!

I don't have a picture of the fire that almost took off and burned the beach and our houses down this morning-- because I was a little involved in putting it out instead. A campfire up by the trail to the road by the old Baha'i Center was left smoldering last night, with a red plastic half-full gas can a few feet away, right up in the edge of the spruce trees maybe 500 feet from the homes here.


Do you ever wake up feeling so grateful that everything actually turned out as planned, and that for a little while, all is right with the world? I have been a tad PTSD-ish for the last ten days or so in anticipation of the bike race- the Kluane to Chilkat International Bike Relay- that Chip and I have been training for since March or so-- riding 30 miles just about every morning and longer on the weekends.

Sunday's Thought

"None of us is being treated fairly if we're not all being treated equally."-- Gloria Steinem

But how do you make that happen, in both large and small ways? A good, doable place to begin is, as Gloria Steinem also told student's at my husband's and daughter's old school: "If you're in a group that has power, remember to listen as much as you talk. And if you are part of a group with less power, talk as much as you listen."-- From the NMH Magazine, Spring '16



Flying By the Seat of my Pants

When the email didn't work this week, I figured the internet was down all over town, and to tell you the truth, was kind of relieved. My house is full-- with Eliza and baby James and JJ and for a bit her husband, and then their Haines sisters and children are here, and well, let's just say we are now in full Camp Mimi mode. (There are three Golden Retrievers too, and three chickens, and four baby Stellar Jays in a nest on top of the light on the corner of the garage that we are very protective of.)

Who is the Boss of This Place?

When my children were small, they used to ask "who is the boss of this place?" and I'd answer "I am" or "your father is" if I needed back-up. It's a good thing to know. Tom Morphet asked a similar question in an editorial in the Chilkat Valley News two weeks ago, after a really busy weekend. "Who is in charge of scheduling in this town?" and he answered, "No one. Should there be?"  And made a good case for it, as  on Saturday May 14 there were five big events all happening in our small town.

Sunday's Thought

"There is a faith in morningtime,

there is belief in noon.

Evening will come whispering

and shine a bright round moon."


-- From the children's book All in a Day by Cynthia Rylant and illustrated by Nikki McClure.

(I read it to the girls in a quieter moment from Friday at Mimi's. And don't you just know it is true -- there is a faith in morningtime.)


To Live's to Fly

Brian Doyle says that religion, and religious practice-- like attending a specific church say-- is the boat believers and seekers choose to carry us over the sea of faith. It's harder to swim that alone, and even more challenging to do it without any kind of map or compass.

Home Again Dancing a Haiku?

 Thanks to poet Emily Wall and the Skagway writers symposium last week, I'm learning to write haikus. You know, those short poems with typically-- and best to begin with this form-- three lines of five, seven, and five syllables each that you compose by counting on your fingers while tapping the beat? She said it is best to begin with two lines of images, and add a twist-- a thought, an idea, a question, or even a unexpected image in the final line.

Whacky Wednesday

I have been full steam ahead on the garden, family, and preparing to head to Skagway for the Northwords Writers Symposium (today thru Saturday.) I'll hop a fast ferry from the cruise ship dock right after I do my reading on the ship from 4-5. I haven't packed. I planted potatoes instead. And I went bike riding and fell this morning. I know,  don't gasp. I'm fine.



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