I’m writing this in the car on the drive to Anchorage. My boyfriend, Nate, and I are in the process…
What was I doing?
I went to Homer a few weeks ago to find blue.
How do you find “the one” if you can’t even leave your home?
As I write this I am in my third day of working at home — or, as I like to…
What makes a successful season of Nordic skiing? Is it the miles you put in? How fast you go? Measurable…
In my ongoing quest to shake off my Florida roots and achieve the illustrious title of “Real Alaskan,” I recently…
It was minus 22 when we left for the Anchorage airport earlier this month. It was a sunny, beautiful drive…
Like true superheroes, every Alaskan has an origin story. The really cool origin story might involve being born a sixth-generation…
I’ve always been a planner.
Here’s a philosophical question for the readers out there —what qualifies someone as being “Alaskan”?
Tightness in the chest. Queasiness in the stomach. Physical longing tinged with antsiness. Like a sled dog left behind on…
Wednesday evening, everything on my dinner plate was either caught in Alaska or grown in Alaska.
