Monthly Archives: June 2012

Three o’clock in the morning is really, really early! But I was awake. The dogs were barking like mad and as I trudged to the kitchen window I thought for sure my eyes would behold a moose in the yard … Continue reading →

Yesterday Darrel dropped two friends off down the road at one of the Chena River’s put in sites. Their plan was to spend a couple of days floating down to the Nordale Bridge and we’d pick them up. Sounds simple … Continue reading →

Yesterday Fairbanks celebrated the summer Solstice. The highlight of this annual party is the annual Midnight Sun Game – a baseball game which starts with the first pitch being thrown at 10:30 p.m. The entire event is held under natural … Continue reading →

Yesterday I called my dad to wish him a happy Father’s Day. We chatted about the weather, some of the more colorful people who live in Fairbanks and then about my little farm. I told him about my coveting the … Continue reading →

I know my promise was to post something yesterday but my first word when I opened my eyes was “ugh”. Okay, maybe that wasn’t quite the word but let’s move on shall we? My head hurt, it felt like sand … Continue reading →

I am scanning photos and my new fox/chicken/bear post should be up sometime tomorrow. This scanning toy is pretty cool. I know, I know most everyone else in the world has worked with a scanner but it’s new technology to … Continue reading →

This will be a short post today but rest assured I have a story to tell. I need some pictures from the past in order to do that and so while I am in town for the dog food/chicken food … Continue reading →

Crap I’m tired. Not just “I-needed-a-couple-more-hours-of-sleep” tired. Nope. This is the kind of tired I feel after several days on the trail in the deep cold and grabbing a few minutes of sleep here and there. And why am I … Continue reading →

Have you ever read “Alexander and the Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Day” by Judith Viorst? If you haven’t, I suggest you do. It’s a children’s book so it’s not a long read. And the next time you are … Continue reading →

The running joke when I talk to my dad on the phone is “when are you going to sell your dogs and come home to live with us?” My parents, retired and living in New Brunswick, Canada have never quite … Continue reading →