“Everything They Wanted: Muz and Joe, Reid Inlet, and Glacier Bay” — Book One of “If a Place Could Speak,” by Judith B. Aftergut
The first time I caught Matisyahu — Christmas Eve, 2003 at a club in Brooklyn — he was like nothing I’d ever seen. And musically, I’d seen a lot.
Some may call Alaska “The Last Frontier,” but evidence of Alaska Natives’ thousands of years here is etched right into the rocks.
This summer I lucked into a great mass of rounds from a lot someone was clearing. I was just beginning to split them near the street when a car with a handsome couple stopped.
Cordovans are hoping to revive a long lost Tanner crab fishery in Prince William Sound as a step towards keeping the town’s waterfront working year round.
To me, fall is a time of decay. Growing up in Wisconsin, it meant a time when the leaves changed into a layered palette of yellow, orange, and red.
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