Aurora

I have determined, and I am certain that science will someday confirm this, that the aurora have a direct impact on the meteorological conditions of the Anchorage bowl.  If the ADN tells us a Massive ...

A new season.

Nature generally acts on its own schedule.  Season follows season, each in its own time.  That’s why it is so completely startling when the timing so closely follows what “should” happen.  Yesterday was Labor Day, the ...

Things a camera can’t see.

There are magic things my camera cannot get.  This morning, the sun was behind the mountains, lighting the higher clouds.  Wisps of fire were floating over a slate blue/grey morning.  Then, one of the clouds ...

Summertime

We are clever people, we Alaskans. We manage to inject fatalism into even the most glorious of summer days. I was walking the dogs past a quintessential Alaskan lake. You know the one, shared by ...

Alaska…

Last fall, I made a comment about Anchorage being defined by hip-hop in the snow. Walking my dog through Eagle River, the defining soundtrack is seaplanes and bagpipes. I love Alaska.

Light on a modern shrine

My house is like Newgrange in inverse. As we approach summer solstice, the light breaking over the mountains in the farthest north extent of the Alaskan summer sunrise floods through the thin passage made by ...

Colors

The morning and evening daylight is so weird, with all of the forest fires. Old habits die hard. I got out my gel color swatch book to try and determine what color it would take ...

The colors of life

There’s a remarkable thing that happens in the change of the seasons. We have a window of brilliant, in-your-face color that is fall. Then, a wind-storm comes by, and it’s all gone. But then the ...

There is one ridge of trees between the rest of the woods and my neighborhood. Whether it’s because the trees are sheltered in some way by the wind, or their roots spent the summer under ...

Pirate Pub Crawl

2 vignettes came from the walk from work to my car through the Pirate Pub Crawl. 1) A busker singing “Folsom Prison Blues” in an over-the-top Disney “Pirates of the Caribbean” accent (“I stabbed a ...

Lighting the Sky

We are getting to the magical time of year. Ice crystals form in the air, and create effects with lights that I understand rationally, but can’t grasp on any other level. Last night there was ...