That would be Chip’s birthday and moose hunting. We are off to camp until Tuesday. I’ve made the chili and stew, packed the granola and yoghurt, counted the bread for lunches and made sure we have coffee and cream. (Chip’s famous ice cream can’t come. It’s not that cold yet.) Now it’s time to pack the clothes– and gear up for pouring rain (2- 4 inches over the opening days and there’s a flood watch) — I’m glad I sprung for fancy rain gear last year and that I have an extra pair of boots.
In a little yoga session this morning early, the yogi said to listen to the rain, and the water running everywhere, and then move inside, and see if we can hear the river that is running in us, all the time, just below our skin.
I liked that- and thought you might too.
I wish I had a picture of the school open house last night. Chip and I got to visit Stojanka’s music classroom. I thought I was a proud parent when the kids were all in school — but having one teaching in the school she attended– well, that is really something. I do have a picture that is not as meaningful, but I thought you might like it, of the Dog-tail hour (Chip shares his apples and cheese with the dogs every night, and sometimes invites their friend Lucy over too–)
One more thing: I will be heading up to Wasilla for a couple of Writer Laureate events on October 3, and then I’ll be in Talkeetna on the 4th– You can send me a note if you’ll be up there and want the details-
