One of the benefits of being an elder in a village community is receiving bounty from younger fishermen and hunters. Today I was blessed with some gorgeous red salmon. I have never seen such deep red nor had so much--the young fisherman had even scaled them for me. My freezer thanks you!
Saturday, July 29, 2017
Monday, March 13, 2017
Tuesday, January 3, 2017
Saturday, October 22, 2016
My DH, Homer Kizer, died yesterday. He asked me to lay hands on him and pray and then he was gone. We shared almost 22 years, full of bliss and interesting times--and he loved me--I could not have asked for more. When we first married, he wanted to bring me to Alaska--it took 22 years to get here, and Adak is not Dutch Harbor [where he said he first truly felt as if he were home], but he will be laid to rest in Alaska, and that is what he would have wanted.
This is a picture of him carving at Metro Beach, Lac Ste. Claire, Michigan--he loved being a hewer of wood. You can see some of his past work here.
Goodbye, Sweet Love.
Monday, October 17, 2016
Wednesday, September 28, 2016
Thursday, September 22, 2016
Our little house had lain empty since its last occupants had removed to Diego Garcia–the lady of the house having left me a beautifully doodled note to that effect affixed to the door of the dishwasher. She had been a meticulous housekeeper–other than a few rodent droppings and a crumpled chip bag--the house was spotless.
Here is a picture of the dining room-living room -L- as I found it.
I was blessed to find some used furniture in my favorite style for the dining room–notice some treasured pieces of Royal Doulton Arcadia behind the glass doors
and some Traditional, almost Lawson-style seating for the living room. Little personalization has yet occurred, as most of my household goods are still in storage or in transit. The pink and gold tin candy box on the coffee table has been with me in my travels since I was five.
Stay tuned as I feather my nest throughout the winter ...