This is the first ever meme on this blog. It was inspired by a message board conversation which started out about what we would do if we had ten lives and morphed into the lives we have had, right in this lifetime. As humans, we tend to seperate different roles we’ve played or different places… Continue reading Ten Lives: a meme
I have been and still am a seeker, but I have ceased to question stars and books; I have begun to listen to the teachings my blood whispers to me. – Herman Hesse I’m wandering. I’m aimless. I don’t know what I want. But I’m supposed to – that’s how people get happy, by setting… Continue reading re-thinking it all every day
I so need this shirt:
It was a long day and a long drive through the never-ending twilight. The road had turned to bumpy dirt fifty miles ago, and I bumped along squinting through clouds of dust that hung, half-illuminated, in the air. A gulch dipped off to the right of the road, full of green trees cut through with… Continue reading Alaskans I have loved, v.2
I’ve been canning and smoking and canning and smoking all day and I’m only halfway through the cooler. So far there are: 10 jars of blueberries 5 jars of crowberries 15 jars of ground caribou sausage a bunch of smoking salmon still in progress. I canned the berries in half pint jars, but I could… Continue reading I'm in food heaven!
I got to leave my meat and fish overnight in someone’s freezer last night and now it’s in my cooler, which is now all souped up with reflectix. I thought the cooler was going to be a pain in the ass to have in the van. When I first set everything up, I didn’t want… Continue reading As the caribou thaws…
“Sit, Bro, sit! Sit! Tara, make him LISTEN!” I’ve gone from small town stripper to big city assistant nanny for a day in sixteen hours flat. “Why should he do what you say?” I ask. Jimmy kicks at the ground, and I can tell he’s thinking about just ignoring me. But he doesn’t. “Cause. He’s… Continue reading Lives all around you, just waiting to be chosen.
The storm has been raging all night, a steady relentless lullaby that blocked out the sun and heat that normally wake me. I roll over and open my cell phone to check the time. Three in the afternoon and five new messages. â€œBro,â€ I peer down at the Border Collie passed out on my feet,… Continue reading A day in the life…
“I had such a good time dancing for you… I hope you’ll come back soon so we can play some more?” I said, twirling my hair, heaving my breasts, and making big lips and eyes. “I’m leaving on a bear hunting trip tomorrow, I don’t know when I’ll be back.” MEAT. That snapped me out… Continue reading Scavenging in the new millenium, or how I stalked my winter's supply of caribou.
I’ve always moved around a lot. At one point I lived in seven states in three years. Partly because I have a tendency to solve problems geographically, and partly because I just like moving. There was something about that time between leaving a place and arriving at a new place when my life just sat… Continue reading Hobos, Nomads, and Gypsies