it’s a neighborly day in this beauty wood
the windit blows and how! neighbors matter in the storm –would you be mine?
Ginger in Alaska
It occurred to me tonightour pup has been with us here for a year!
on we go
Through the twists and turns along this way,it’s nice to have a yellow dog.
watching for the beauty
When life feels like a long muddleit helps to have sweet peas that are red.
Remembering
That time we told our six -year-old we’d be renting a house on P Street.
all bloomed out
In the rhythm of seasons, fireweed keeps timeand we have come to this.
Hike to Rabbit Lake
David and I (& Ginger) hiked to Rabbit Lake last Sunday afternoon. He has done this hike several times before, but this was my first. To get there we followed DeArmoun Road east until it became Canyon Road and then Upper Canyon Road. Recent/current road construction has made this a very pleasant access road – …
Chamomile Heads
Open faces turned to the sun now laid to dry for a cup of tea.
Backyard Show
Tight green buds on tall stalksexplode into fireworks of gorgeous design.
airbnb: Fireweed and Snow
Day after daythis laundry builds the paththat I am following home.
walking in the morning light
I got ripped from sleep by an urpy dog, but what an easy brightside!
when we are the sites to see
I wonder what they’ll remember from their clop cloppy ride down our street.
still summer
It’s high tide on a warm sunny evening and I’m just checking the clock.
one day at a time
It’s August! and I’m still walking the path, counting beats, building a life.
Portage Pass Trail
Highly reviewed across the Alaska trail chatter network, and also by real life friends, this hike has been on my list for a long time. Last Sunday David and I (+Ginger) checked it out. Getting there: First of all – the Whittier Tunnel. The Anton Anderson Memorial Tunnel is the longest highway tunnel in North …
My Brilliant Friend – Elena Ferrante
Adults, waiting for tomorrow, move in a present behind which is yesterday or the day before yesterday or at most last week: they don’t want to think about the rest. Children don’t know the meaning of yesterday, or even of tomorrow, everything is this, now: the street is this, the doorway is this, the stairs …
Meet Me at the Museum – Anne Youngson
Please be aware, I am writing to you to make sense of myself. …we have both arrived at the same point in our lives. More behind us than ahead of us. Paths chosen that define us. Enough time left to change. I liked this novel-in-letters. Easy-to-read, with lots for me to think about having come …
summer of birds
It’s an odd quiet out there on the water at the end of July.
watering our babies and thinking
Last Monday I picked apples from my grandma’s favorite applesauce tree.