Ooh, I like that. Captures the zeitgeist, for sure.

Writer’s block has to move to a different location anyway, and Fairbanks needs a good bookstore. Perfect solution.

The work of asking ourselves, how do we best contribute to the world?

Writers Block is up for sale in Anchorage….

I’ll be curious to learn what those are.

I thought I’d planned well, and to some degree I have, but the last few weeks have been more challenging for a variety of reasons. Looking forward to seeing the kids next week.

Ate my last turkey today but a few other leftovers still have some life in them. But resigning myself to the need for pulling out the crockpot tonight.

I remember those years!

None in Abbott Loop.

I also think the house walls haven’t adapted to the cold yet. I swear heating bills are highest in fall not just because we haven’t adjusted, but I think the walls, too, need to be heated up after the deep cold hits.

So sorry. I remember when I used to get those. Not fun.

Plumbing in the far north is a special kind of torture. Highly recommend outhouses. Watching northern lights while sitting on the can—can’t beat that experience.

Happy sight!

I spent the third year of my life in Spain. My father recently described the orange juice and tapas we’d have almost every morning there, and I suddenly understood why OJ forms a strong part of my early memories, even after returning to the US.