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.

From a poem, “Snow Geese”, by Mary Oliver (her arrangement of words,  a little like geese flying, see?)

Oh to love what is lovely, and will not last!

       What a task

           to ask

of anything, or anyone

yet it is ours,

   and not by the century or the years, but by the hours.