Too Late?
Every year he drives up from Washington parks his camper on the land spends weeks watching the clapping of leaves in the wind, how the river goosenecks in the valley, […]
Alaska
Lighten Up and Don’t Look Down
Yes, there’s still ice on the river, but we’re getting there… Geez. It’s April already. Long time, no post. I’m sitting here looking out the window at pussy willows blooming,
Winter Moth
Winter Moth A deranged sky, late November Raindrops glisten the limbs of trees Snow, the impossible dream Archives of winter under my skin. Let’s stay in tonight Lay back the
It’s Time to Say Au Revoir (to summer)
Watery memories of summer, sun streaked and showy the texture of perfect loveliness the sea’s desire a kind of praise a creature of summer, herself, rounded and
graveyard dredge: a poem
I it’s hard to think now, how men with their shovelfuls and boatloads and sideroads mixed the best color, the good rock, the pay streak, the bedrock. Get a good
Go Where The Trail Takes You
Cabin near Gunsight Mountain The author-illustrator, Tomi Ungerer said, name your destiny’s destination. We didn’t have a specific Point B on our ride across the tundra on the backs of
Red Flagged
McClennan RED FLAGGED She hugs her baby, pats his bottom sets him on the floor, in the center, where spectators form a ring and watch. The “experts”: social worker,
Mendeltna Music Fest
I was just driving by, on my way to our cabin on the Copper River, and saw a modest sign propped up in front of the lodge: Mendeltna Lodge Music
To “Summer” in the Sound
What was I doing while Husband plied the waters of Prince William Sound in his buddy’s boat for 4 days? It was a trip to make repairs on the first
Emma Hill House Concert
Let me first say this about Emma Hill. She was born and raised in Sleetmute, Alaska, a village of 100 people, give or take, on the salmon-fed upper Kuskokwim River.