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.

I did the country show on KHNS again today. It was the first time in a while that I’ve been free to do it. I filled in for my brother-in-law Norm who is on a sunny beach with my sister. I figured I’d send them– and you– a postcard from paradise. I did share a joke on the radio. I’m not as good at them as Norm, but it made me laugh. Before I played Dolly Parton’s 9 to 5 I explained that’s the new shoveling song. It replaced 16 Tons for me ever since a friend shared a facebook joke about having trouble with these mornings waking up, much less stumbling into the kitchen for a cup of ambition. ( I made it to the pool at six anyway, and the water was 82 degrees. It felt really good.)

There’s a lot of snow and it is wet now and icy underfoot. It was 37 degrees this afternoon, about 30 degrees warmer than this time last week. There is a winter storm watch for tomorrow through the weekend. Could be rain, could be snow. Probably both. We also have our second highest Covid outbreak. No one knows how many cases it seems, somewhere between 40 and 70? (The Legion burger feed is back for Friday, but it’s to-go only.) I took the rest of the snaps on my way home, between about 3:30 and 4:00, just as the sun set. The best news? We gained 4 minutes of daylight today.

Here’s a quick look:

Oh, and I almost the forgot the cute dog waiting for me for when I returned: