I was having a conversation with someone who claims to “know me”…. let’s just say the score wasn’t very high. Favorites: Flower – dandelion Animal – orca Smell – lavender Drink – water with lemon Food – pumpkin Season – autumn Sounds – rain and the ocean Constellation – Orion esp the Orion Nebula Time […]
There aren’t many places in the world that make me happy more consistently than the ocean. Or, perhaps, the beach by the ocean (because let’s face it, I’m not out in the water… it’s Alaska, for Pete’s sake). It’s the smell in the air. The wide open spaces. The sounds of seagulls and eagles screeching. […]
It’s not that I really have to battle any real wild animals. I live rurally. Pretty rural. Out in the wilds of Alaska. But they’re out there… I know they are. Oh wait….: I mean honestly… this is what I primarily see. Mostly wild. I say mostly because to be honest, if they hear my […]
I’m around… sort of. Summer in Alaska. Busy. I’ve been the last few days doing a type of subsistence fishing called set-net. It’s moderately labor intensive but worth it to teach others the “old ways”. So here are a few pics, should my view interest you. Mostly silver salmon, which is exactly what I wanted. […]
The longer I looked the more I saw Bits of grey dotted with green Green pushed to pink Pink with yellow centers Beetles skittering, flies bumbling Pollen transfers Little bits of dirt settling here, there A seed dropped, fell to its side Mouse whiskers then a sleek body Tiptoeing a paw flips a leaf over […]
floating in a world of wet this small pond my haven arms fluttering gently keep myself afloat thoughts stretch as time fades senses take over I gaze into the heavens clouds soundlessly drift overhead bright blue of the summer sky blue within blue within blue blazing too bright white sun squeezing exposed skin quiet breathing […]
Walking through the summer woods, I lose myself in a fantastical magical world. The only way to fully immerse myself is in my natural state. Bare feet sinking in the deep mosses and skirting the many berry patches. The light makes it way feebly through the interlaced branches of spruce and the occasional birch tree. […]
Although my blog doesn’t include photos. I thought, what the hell, I’ll do this one (again). No people. No explanations. Only black and white. (Even though if I’m honest, which I am, I’ll happily answer questions.)
A world in micro with large-ish emotions carefully crafted by a grumpy Canadian and a free-spirited Alaskan.
I was pleasantly surprised to be nominated for the Mystery Blogger Award by three different people in a matter of days. wow. okay. So, I’m gonna combine, if that’s okay with all you nice readers out there. My nominations came from: dicemaned over at Writing with probability, erroneouschoices at choices in error, and Pretty Words […]
