Cliche

From my walk late this evening.  But don’t expect to get anything so cliche as a sunset from me too often.

Polar ice

After the shore ice broke up and moved out, the current brought remnants of the polar pack into shore… and what beautiful ice it was!

Sound of Silence

I walked down to the beach and spent hours just sitting and listening.  I really should have stayed home cleaning, but it was too beautiful out to ignore.  It was amazingly silent.  I could hear the ice creaking and groaning and at one point heard the wings of a bird that flew over me.  It was a magnificent evening.

T is for Tuttu

With the return of the sun, it seems like life is starting to wake up again in the arctic. Maybe this is just my perception after holing up in the house during the two months of darkness, but people are out hunting and (to me) anyway it seems that spirits have lifted as each day brings more light and with it beautiful colors. It’s almost like the new year in the arctic should begin on the first day the sun comes up. We’ve also been blessed with some warm weather, which has made getting outside and enjoying it that much …

Snow. It’s August.

So living in the arctic is something of an adventure and you learn to expect what most would consider unexpected.  One day of snow in August… eh, it’s the arctic. It happens. Two days in a row of snow with some on the ground… reality seeps in and countdown to depression in 3…. 2…… 1………