Wonder. One More Small Thought About Anchorage

Anchorage feels anonymous and distant until a stranger, an older woman with large arms and soft skin hugs me, looks at me, really looks at me like she knows me, and tells me I look just like my mom.  Suddenly, I am home again.  

A Perfect Day

I woke up yesterday to a lovely, sunny, fall day.  Those are few and far between here in our rainy little corner of the world.  While drinking coffee and enjoying the view, my husband spotted a whale in the narrows.  So there we were, on the deck, air chilly, coffee cup warming our hands watching … Continue reading A Perfect Day

Thank You Anne Lamott

Today I tripped. It was an awful fall. A fall down a flight of stairs. I didn't slide down, I didn't stumble or tumble.  I fell forward, face first.  The kind of fall that could break your arm, your neck or your back. Full disclosure here. I trip a lot. Some examples include, tripping on … Continue reading Thank You Anne Lamott