At one point, someone thought it must have been quite funny to do what they did years ago. It must have been intentional, and quite brilliant actually. Perhaps, whoever this someone did such a thing as an attempt to convey a message to those passerby who barely took the time to appreciate this observer. … Continue reading The Observer.
The struggle began many midnight suns ago. One summer, my best friend "Michelle," nicknamed after the movie "Romy and Michelle," pulled up in her SUV in our driveway unexpected. She does this every she surprises me with something. "What in the hell?" I asked her as she was pulling a massive thing out of her … Continue reading Ma Vie En Rose: Alas, A Struggle Is Over.
As all things with nature—sleep comes about them during the fall season. But as they prepare for months of dormancy, for the rest of us—fall signifies beginnings. In my life, fall is a trigger of time passing as each new season introduces a beginning of the next progression in this journey of life. As the … Continue reading Fall Into Autumn.
Allow me a second of nostalgia for the end of summer. I’m attempting to summarize how the short season unveiled itself, and in all truthfulness—it’s all a bit of blur. Alaskans are known to recall their memories by the weather of the season. For example, I can recall summers when we had fires all … Continue reading Ma Vie En Rose: So Long To The Garden And This Alaska Summer
I've heard people say that “life is filled with many fleeting moments.” I’ve never believed this to be true. Until evidence of such things began presenting themselves in such away that it can take one's breath away forcing some sort of internal reflection. Where did time go? When did that happen? They were only … Continue reading Fleeting Moments.
While we dined out two nights in a row with the niece and nephew, Kylena and Ethan—when it comes to the BFF (who I’ve dubbed the Romy to my Michelle), we prefer to just be downright at home and eating what I concoct in the kitchen. It's because we don’t have to be bogged down … Continue reading Ma Vie en Rose: Fairbanks Visitors (Part 2)
My history with the wild Alaska salmon is a bit complicated, and in a way--includes pure ignorance—but, overall with a great sense of appreciation and love. The salmon and I go way back—even before I met the husband. However, he has become a central and integral part of this story. When my family first … Continue reading Salmon Snob.
One of the many things that summer in Fairbanks brings are family and friends who return to this small city that seems to blossom with its endless summer days (literally, right?). There were summers when my boys would come home from college, and commit to days of working at a summer job, and nights … Continue reading Ma Vie En Rose: Fairbanks Visitors (Part 1)
I'm not an expert on anything. Maybe it's dumb luck or maybe I have an invisible neon 80's like sign floating on the top of my head that says: Tell Me Your Story. In truth, I used to have a job where I had to always turn on this thing called the "extrovert" button. This … Continue reading Explore Fairbanks, Alaska.
As a writer, I always find a theme in everything--this notion of an underlying similarity shaped by so many unexplained elements. This week, I realized that I've spent a great deal of time with dear friends. Saturday night was dinner with a set of close friends. Sunday was brunch with my co-worker/friend. Tuesday night … Continue reading The Work Of You Now.
The Echo Muse 