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Since I took a posting sabbatical for most of 2018-2019, I thought I’d dedicate a couple posts to catch y’all up.
Some highlights from 2019.Outside the Salty Dawg Saloon, Homer AK, after our kayaking trip.Playing our grown up dreidle challenge game at Hanukkah.He said he could eat the whole 5# block of cheese!My little flower.Visiting my Rickerd in the hospital after his aneurism surgery in August.Pesach.My holiday wreath at the office, Central Peninsula Advocacy Center.Mark enjoying his 2nd, or 3rd? Childhood. What a sport he is! Lil Bit and the star of Willy Wonka.Lil Bit & Lil Mister playing at Little Puffins.Me & Lil Bit. She sure is growing up.Our kayaking trip out of Homer.Lil Bit and her violin instructor at Odies Deli, for a recital.Thing 1 and her boyfriend at Pesach.Her first formal recital.Shirley Mae came to visit me! What a special treat!Yom Kippur with Mark & Laquita.Pirate’s 23rd Psalm driftwood art. Gifted to me by my fellow piratty dreadie at heart. Pesach flowers.All spiffy!Me and my girl at Salmonfest. Our violins.Thing 1’s art entry for the Nenana Ice Classic.Pretty lil butterfly at Mom’s house.He wanted to be in the picture too.Fishcamp sunset.These two…Lil Mister’s new Play-Doh set, he said look Mom, it’s you, she has dreadlocks!Glorious cheese and fruit trays made by Mo.Sukkot campfire.Thing 1’s first multimedia art project.Just us gals at our holiday party.Hanging with my chicks at their birthday party.Working on my copper salmon for the Kenai River Festival recycled art show.Thing 1 helping my on a tile job.Thing 1 with her new bunny “Francis” Franny, or bad bunny as I call her.Solstice Sister’s dinner at Princess Lodge above Cooper Landing.A glorious fire at Mo’s.Miss Jane trying to infect Lil Mister with the bug.Fun at Salmonfest.Solstice Sisters dinner at Shawna’s before Niki leaves.Wine & paint for Elaina’s birthday.Fierce ninja warrior. He cracked his head open roughhousing with his brother. This child goes not do well with blood.She wanted to try curly hair, so her sister put her up in rollers. Cute, but too much work.Passing the time before our plane arrives. Our family trip to Kansas & Georgia to see family.Epic ice unicorn. We had some killer icicles this winter.Practice makes perfect.Rock climbers out at Gray Cliffs.Truth!Dean’s siblings & Lil Mister in Georgia.Solstice Sisters Fourth of July cookout. Photo bomber Thing 2.Thing 2 learning to tape & mud. Working on the girl’s new room.Whew, what a upload of photos!

We picked apples today! What a great fall activity! The Park’s orchard on Robinson Loop, not far from our house.

Lil Mister was in charge of Panda Bear. She has a sweater because she gets cold.

A tree dweller.

Eating the fruits of her labor.
The Parks have these cool raised beds made from old tracks.
#alaskalife
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2020 was another epic year, but not because we got a lot of fish. We were on the beach June 10th and left June 25th.

Our Kitchen on wheels!

Mr P had the idea to make our kitchen on his trailer. So he and Dean put it together on the beach after much assembly at home. We covered it with tarps and clear plastic and moved in!

The “cooking” side. Yes that is an oven!!
The “canning” side.

Having the elevated, separate kitchen was wonderful! It kept most of the sand out as well as the young ‘uns.The dinning hall.

Our solar chandelier.

Welcome to “On the Rocks Bar”.

Cheers to another year of fishing, friends & fun!


Mo & I set up camp a few days early, in hopes to enjoy a slower pace before the fishing frenzy began. Not sure that worked out for us, but we did enjoy the extra time. It allowed us to slowly set up camp and get it just right before everyone else showed up.
We were missing Niki and Chris this year, felt a little strange without our fishcamp buddies. But we still had Mr P & Mrs Jane and Mr Jimmy.

Mr Jimmy had come out earlier in the year to set out some stakes. We found them with the help of Mr P and began the job of setting up camp.

Once we all arrived we had 300′ of beach sprawl to allow three nets for four families to use. Two potty tents, a kitchen, dinning hall, storage areas, kids canopy (with carpeting), four main campsites with a hodgepodge of tents, campers and canopies. Two four-wheelers and a dozen or so kids running around, give or take a few.


Then the work began. Fishing was restricted again this year, we could only fish one tide a day. (Due to lowered king salmon returns.) This allowed for a slower pace but it significantly reduced our overall catch. None of us limited out. Most of us got enough to get us through the year, we hope. You never know year to year how much you’re going to actually go through. Some years we eat way more salmon than others. It definitely is a staple in our diet.
In between fishing we always make time for fun and games. The kids come up with their own entertainment, like this duo.And then there’s the card and board games. I found “Joe Name It” at the thrift store this year and it was a lot of laughs. Hmmm…. Arts & crafts time. They made jelly fish.Then there’s the friends who come to visit and bring their little puppers. And not so little puppers. Burt still has that puppy demeanor even tho he’s as big as a horse.Once in a while there’s even time for laying down on the job. It’s a hard life Mr. Jimmy! There’s always time for good food though. We do eat well at fish camp. Mo is the “Kitchen Queen”.These enchiladas were amazeballs.Dessert even. Oy I ate too much.Dean does a damned fine job of grilling. He usually works all day then comes down to the beach at night. He can sure cook up some delicious food even after working a full day.This year was a bit overcast and drizzling so the camp stove was a must. We enjoyed its warmth under our dry canopy.This old fire pit of Niki’s sure has been handy. One bent leg gets propped up in a rock. And a salvaged oven rack with two pieces of rebar makes a nice cooking surface. Hey, we’re Alaskans, we make do.The kids are always up for a wienie roast. Which is good for when camp isn’t set up and we have no kitchen. Putting the nets away for the night. We pull them, stretch them out and flag repairs, Jane takes the time to carefully mend each one, then we gather and store the nets up beach. Get up the next day and start over again.Here’s to having a warm, dry kitchen out of the wind. L’chaim!And that’s a wrap. Another year in the books. Smoked salmon and plain jarred salmon adorn our pantry shelves. Life is good.
#alaskalife
#fishingalaska
#subsistancefishing
#bitchescatchfishes

Today marks our Fourth trip around the sun here in the Land of the Midnight Sun.
Thing 1 just had her 14th birthday (how is that possible??) and Lil’ Bit is getting ready to celebrate her 8th. June is a welcome arrival in our house, not only for the birthday celebrations of my two pearls, but for the Kenai River Festival, FISH CAMP and time spent with friends, plus summer camp for Thing 1. And Alaskan summer.

 

Today marks our second anniversary in the great state of Alaska.

It’s raining.

Sorta dreary.

But I’m not complaining, because everything is so green due to all of the rain. It has been a dry two years.

Life is a lot like the weather. It changes. Sometimes it rains. Other times the sun shines, for 16 hours. Learn to enjoy it all. ❤

Thing Two expressed an interest in legends this morning so as any good home-schoolers would do, we started exploring! He actually wanted to know what “legendary” meant, and then he wanted to know more about the legend of the giant squid. Then our discussion morphed into folklore and how legends come to be woven into the fabric of our cultures. Since we have the ongoing subject of Alaska history we delved into Alaskan folklore. Here we learned about Qalupalik. Watch a short animated narrative about her here: Nunavut Animation Lab: Qalupalik

She is a green-skinned sea-dwelling creature waiting to nab a wandering child at the seashore or exploring the sea ice.
She takes children who do not listen to theirs parents or elders.
She prefers the very young and avoids adults.
She grows young while the child grows old.
Qalupalik never blinks, she watches and waits…

Thing Two thinks Qalupalik is “kinda creepy, but also kinda cool.”

My Facebook feed is full of heavy topics lately: Social Injustice & Inequality, The homeless and poor, Illegal Immigration, Crisis in Israel, and the threat of ISIS… the list goes on and on.

I am going to pick one and discuss it a little more in-depth. Domestic Violence

I see so many good intention-ed folks making comments about “why don’t women just leave?” and “I wouldn’t put up with that”… things that I have said myself over the years. One simply doesn’t know what they would do until placed in that situation. We can imagine, we can think we have a plan. But when it comes down to reality, how we would react in any given situation is up for review after we are placed in that position.

“Do you feel safe at home?” This (or some variation) is a standard question at any prenatal meeting with your healthcare provider these days. And with good reason, a woman is beaten in the US every 15 seconds, and “according to the U.S. Surgeon General, domestic violence is the leading cause of injury to women in the United States“.
Each day …..4 women die as a result of abuse.
Each day …..3 children die as a result of abuse.
Read those statistics again…

4 women.

3 children.

Each.

Day.

That is 1,460 women per year. And 1.095 children per year.

Two nights ago a former childhood friend and schoolmate became one of those statistics. Her name was Crystal. She wasn’t just a number. She was someone’s daughter, sister, Aunt, Mother, Friend. She was a living soul.

As birth workers, we are in the privileged position of seeing into the lives of women and their families closer than many others can or do. We have to ask these questions or share information with our clients about domestic violence because it is so prevalent.  One in 4 women will experience domestic violence in her lifetime. And pregnant and postpartum women are at significant risk.

 Pregnant and recently pregnant women are more likely to be victims of homicide than to die of any other cause. ~ * JAMA article

And it isn’t just women, men are harmed in domestic abuse as well. Crystal’s adult son was killed while trying to confront his Mother’s alleged attacker, who happened to be her husband.

Domestic violence is of particular concern here in Alaska. According to the National Coalition Against Domestic Violence, Alaska’s statistics on violence against women are among the highest in the nation. Due in part to the significant alcohol and drug abuse that happens here in our great state. Also to the remote nature of many of our towns and villages, there simply are not resources to help women out of violent situations, let alone women with children.

If you or someone you know is in an abusive relationship seek help. There are people who care, and those who can and will help you. Don’t wait, don’t become a statistic. Don’t end up like Crystal. In the Kenai area you can call the Leeshore Center (907) 283-7257 for the rest of Alaska, check here for a list of resources and phone numbers. 

If you have never been in an abusive relationship or are not in one now, count your blessings. Thank your partner for their love and respect.  I will also challenge you to read some of the resources I have linked to, prepare yourself to know how to assist someone trapped in domestic violence today, be prepared! Volunteer at a local center or make a donation to support them in their efforts of helping women and families.

The National Domestic Violence Hotline number is
1-800-799-S A F E 

 

ETA: If you would like to make a donation to help with Crystal’s final expenses, please donate here. Thank you!

More resources:

Help for Abused and Battered Women  Practical application, safety planning, privacy and protection, information on restraining orders, etc.

The Facts on Domestic Abuse  Data on all forms of domestic violence: rape, stalking, assault, homicides, resulting health issues.

*JAMA article: Frye, V. (2001). Examining Homicide’s Contribution to Pregnancy-Associated Deaths. The Journal of the American Medical Association, 285, No. 11, March 21, 2001

I’ve listened to my friend’s tales of her adventures at Chickenstock for years now, she has planted the seed of desire in my heart to go one of these years! I hope that 2015 can be that year! I first heard of Chicken when I visited Alaska in 1994, when I read the book “Tisha“. Thanks Fairbanks for sharing your adventures and inspiring me to experience Chickenstock! Hope to see you there next year!

cloud9doula's avatarAlaska, The Madness

Yes I know, this is my 5th year going to Chickenstock and Eagle and using this same title, but hey, it’s the perfect title.  Why mess with perfection?  But really, I can only repeat these so many times, so if you would like to hear more of the story or see some of the other years with more pictures and/or story, check out these other years as basically I am dumping my pictures here and posting it.

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We begin with Chickenstock Music Festival in the little town of Chicken, Alaska.

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My friend Kate’s husband, Dave Parks of Grassroots Guitars.

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Such a little cutie just dancing away.   Mostly it was just kids dancing during the daytime.

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Spank Williams and friends.

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Dry Cabin String Band

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The Flock

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The Cluck Off was a tie!  We were dying with laughter because these two finalists really brought it.  They were…

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Today is our one year anniversary in Alaska!

This was our first glimpse at the beauty surrounding Homer last June.

June 2013 overlooking Kachemak Bay

June 2013 overlooking Kachemak Bay

We’ve seen all four seasons cycle, bears, moose, a wolf, a few caribou, and so much beautiful scenery. One never grows weary of it all! We’ve been awed, inspired, stuck in the mud, stuck in the snow, on adventures we never even dreamed of… Alaska is a good fit for us. Being surrounded by nature, learning, exploring, living and loving…. a great way of life!

We are looking forward to new adventures this summer! Spending time at the beach searching for treasures beyond measure, maybe doing a little fishing… who knows??

To all of our loved ones, we miss you and send you lots of loves!! XOXOXO

Hang dead critters on the wall of course.

Well, first I had to refurbish my small moose rack.

This is one of the racks that Dad had hanging outside, it was bleached and had some lichen growing on it.

bleached moose rack
bleached moose rack

I wanted to make it look as natural as possible and not “painted”, and I had only a shoestring budge… which is not as easy as it sounds!

I found some brown paint and corduroy pants at the local thrift store for $1.50. I already had some black shoe polish and a board to mount the rack on.

First I brushed off the mossy stuff and then painted the rack with diluted brown paint. After that was dry, I mounted the rack on the board, which I had also painted brown. I used the corduroy pants to cover where I mounted it so it would look a little nicer. And then Dean helped me mount it on the wall.

I think it turned out pretty good, even if I do say so myself…

the finished refurbished moose rack

the finished refurbished moose rack

I also decided to put my bear rug back on the wall. The kids were just too hard on the old boy and were tearing up his hide terribly. He was lonely so I gave him a friend and hung a beaver pelt up with him.

It looks like Alaska around here.

Bear and beaver

Bear and beaver