Plunk. Swoosh. Thwat. Over and over and over and over and over and over. Those were the sounds I heard around me. For hours. In the Kenai river. During one of the worst salmon runs in over 20 years. Combat fishing for a couple days. I wasn’t very combative. And neither was anyone else. In...
I’m one of those people that believe everyone that comes in and out of my life is there for a reason. Even if that person is only there for an hour. Even if I only get to know them for just a minute. Strangers I meet are the people I am supposed to meet. I...
I let them be them. Always. Kids are always going to be just who they are and trying to make them be something else, just doesn’t work for me. They may be twins, but they have very different people. One a little more happy go lucky and playful. The other more thoughtful and quiet...
Too often we get caught up in catching moments with the little ones that we forget there is a whole other group of kids that need to captured. The grown up kids. The kids who don’t live at home any more. The kids with kids of their own. The kids with careers and lives and...
This morning I sat in a chair overlooking a little reservoir, holding a book in my hand, but not reading a single word. Listening to everything going on around me. A bald eagle suddenly swished right above me, so close that I could see it’s feathers bristling. Probably going after the fish that just jumped...