“Forgotten Women,” another poetry pub, and so many moose

I’ll admit it–it’s been a bit hard to get back into the Alaska groove after spending so much time in sunny Arizona, followed by a month with family back in Philly (where temps reached 85 degrees). As much as I love Alaska, Anchorage doesn’t get much sunshine. In fact, we average 126 sunny days a… Read More “Forgotten Women,” another poetry pub, and so many moose

Lost

I became lost earlier this evening while running a 10K race over the trails in Kincaid Park. I was talking with a running friend and we both missed the small yellow prompt and ended up at the finish line a mile too early. Later, driving home, I wondered: How often in life have I missed a turn and finished too… Read More Lost