For today’s column, I dipped into my archives, mostly out of curiosity to see what I was writing about back in 2000. “Holidays are a time of joy,” I wrote, “but they can are also a time of stress.” Well,…
For today’s column, I dipped into my archives, mostly out of curiosity to see what I was writing about back in 2000. “Holidays are a time of joy,” I wrote, “but they can are also a time of stress.” Well,…
A certain man had a fine horse that was his pride and his wealth. One morning he got up early to go out to the stable and he found it empty. The horse had been stolen! He stayed awake many nights…
I spend many hours at my home computer, writing articles, and processing images. I’m not fussy about dress codes (I draw the line at bathrobes and bunny slippers) but I am fussy about
The sun was shining but the damp breeze felt like ice cubes rubbing my cheeks. A typical spring morning in coastal Alaska. But this morning would not be typical. A surprise was waiting…
There’s a silver lining in every crisis, from the economic meltdown of 2009, to cancer, to the COVID-19 issue. Tough times are reminders that we live within circles—family, nation, world. So, what’s our relationship with
Sometimes you have to cover many miles to discover relief during troubled times. For me, I traveled from Alaska to Antarctica, camera gear in tow. Little did I know, I’d be forced to focus on more than cute penguins…
It became my job to make the gravy the year my husband and I hosted Thanksgiving dinner. Easy-peasy. I’d made enough gravy to fill a hundred gravy boats. Little did I know, my gravy adventure would—oops,
Winston Churchill once said, “Attitude is a little thing that makes a big difference.” What is your attitude—right now, at this moment—toward your spouse? Your kids? Your
What are miracles? Coincidences? Lucky accidents reserved for saints? If you’ve ever wondered if magic is real, these stories will confirm that modern-day miracles do happen. And that you
On Kodiak Island, you’ll find a special beach at the end of a forest trail. We call it Glass Beach. Tides deliver colorful shards of sea glass, twisted copper bits, even World War II dog tags. One time, Glass Beach…