My Middle Egyptian studies are going well, but I found myself having to spend an inordinate amount of time trying the correlate the determinatives at the end of most Egyptians words with the Gardiner sign number. You may recall that this is required...
When you live where we do, nothing is “around the corner”. The nearest grocery store is a 30 minute drive away, for example. The one exception perhaps is the Birch Creek Ranch; we’re practically neighbors. The Birch Creek Ranch is...
For the past few months, everyone, it seems, has been working on learning new things, starting new hobbies, or engaging in other activities. Normally, I work from home every other week, so for me, the transition to full-time work from home was not...
This past Sunday we took a trip up the river. Up several rivers, to be precise. Three rivers converge near the village: The Talkeetna, the Susitna, and the Chulitna. Captain Izzy from Mahay’s Jet Boat Adventures took us out on the Talkeetna...
Ladies and Gentlemen (and others), this morning of May the 22nd, the year of our Lord 2020, at 7:40 AM, we declared ice and snow free!!This makes Marianne Wurtz this year’s winner of the Noctiluca Ice Classic!She wins bragging rights, Eternal...
Yesterday I drove down from The Hills to go to the post office. It was May the 18th, High Season. The village streets should have been bustling with people; people shopping, people going down to the river, people jumping on a boat to go upriver...
There are times when nothing seems to go according to plan and Breakup 2020 is one of those times for me. I know, I know, this year is not going according to anyone’s plans and my troubles are pretty minor compared to the massive impact the...
There is a secret to coleslaw that is not hard and bitter and that secret is citrus. My coleslaw takes 24 hours to make. Like ceviche, the acid of citrus juice chemically “cooks” the cabbage, softening and sweetening it, so your slaw is...
I had spent most of the day moving water around to drain the mud road and had just returned from getting motor oil for the generator (which always wants an oil change at the most inopportune time) when I sat down on the back deck to have a smoke...
It’s Breakup Season; the time that all the ice and snow melts and we are balls deep in mud out here in The Hills. The last three years have been easy Breakups, without large sinkholes that will swallow a car. This year we are not so lucky...
