Living an Unfinished Adventure
We are all living in cages with the doors wide open
In the midst of this pandemic and our own inner turmoil, we sought the sea and its shores for respite this summer. As I watched the rain fall into the ocean surface, I wondered about this human desire to seek solace on the seashore. I felt that we personally were drawn to the sea this... Continue Reading →
In Alaska, this time of gratitude begins with the scraping of leaves, the last, dismal voices of a season. It arrives fortuitously, when I and the land are suspended, like a deep gulp of air before the brilliant, frigid flood of snow washes over us. With the work of an entire summer grinding into nitrogen... Continue Reading →
There is no right way. This is perhaps the hardest thing to believe and trust in our epic journey at becoming parents. Even when we believe we are right in some decision, some tactic, there is no proof until we choose hindsight, years later, and we decide to see, suddenly, that what we encouraged has... Continue Reading →
We were itching to get out of town and had four days to do so. So we scanned a six-hour radius and landed in Homer, AK. We chose Homer for one, main reason: Driving six hours with kids is an adventure. Well, it is, but not in the good way I've been chronicling in this... Continue Reading →
We crossed Kachemak Bay one time and had such a magnificent adventure--there really is some elevation of feeling when you are dropped off in the remote wilderness, with no connection to the world beyond where you are present. From our sojourn into solitude at Right Beach a few years earlier, we wanted to go further... Continue Reading →
Living an Unfinished Adventure 