I was looking forward to ice skating this winter. I had bought a pair of Nordic blades a little too…
A wet, sopping blanket of snow covered Seward this morning. Before sunrise, I could see the wisps of white pass…
There is just the smallest sliver of light pink nail polish left on my two big toes. Each time I’ve…
I ran my third Kenai River Half Marathon this weekend.
I recently learned that the opposite of deja vu is jamais vu, meaning “never seen.”
The Lost Lake Run was a long one. I ran over 15 miles, from Primrose to the Bear Creek Fire…
I’m finding myself, more than ever, falling into bouts of anger, and it’s making me mad.
All of Seward was watching with tempered excitement the night of her gold medal swim.
I never used bookmarks when I was growing up. I devoured books, both with my avid reading and my pervasive…
Every cloudy day is different.
I woke up to the sound of a stranger crying and decided to go directly back to bed. It was…
I set daily goals to accomplish during this universal pandemic, a different kind of frontier.
This past weekend I spent my Saturday night waxing skis. Sunday, I woke up before the crack of dawn, at…
