I have been very busy over the last week. (I can't
believe it's been almost a week since I've updated this journal!)
I've spent a lot of time mounting, matting, and framing photos,
and also working on my gallery website - which needs a total makeover
since I have new photos to add to it, and photos to remove from
it.
On Friday (the 8th), I originally made plans to
run errands, but then seemed to lose my energy - opting instead
to stay inside and do house chores and photo work. However, the
day turned out even better than I anticipated, and I didn't have
to look any further than my yard.
These photos were taken over
the course of one short 7-hour period.

Just before sunrise
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Male redpolls (selective color)
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Redpoll and Seed |

Boreal Chickadee |

Male Redpoll |

Sunset |

Sunset |
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As you can see by the photos above, the redpolls
have discovered the seed tray and they came by for a short visit.
I haven't seen redpolls since the end of last winter, and it was
exciting to see their familiar red spotted heads and the pink
breast feathers on the males.
On the suet cage above, is a boreal chickadee. Boreal
Chickadees differ from Black Capped Chickadees in that they have
brown flanks and gray-brown crowns. While the boreal chickadees
do visit the seed tray on occasion, I've noticed that they can
be bullies to the black-caps - chasing them from the seeds. However,
when there are several black caps at the tray, they choose to
keep their distance. It's entertaining to watch them all interact.
Sunrise and sunset are only separated by a mere
five and a half hours now. We have about 45 minutes to an hour
of daylight on either side, and that's the time when the beautiful
colors appear. The first photo above was taken from my bedroom
window just before the sun came over the horizon. The last three
photos were taken just as the sun was heading down for the day
- at 4pm.
| November 9th
Gratitude: Today I am grateful for waking from a
stressful dream and realizing it wasn't true! I had a horrible
dream last night. It wasn't a scary dream, as much as it was
a dream that frustrated me. In my dream I was driving around
with friends - in Philadelphia of all places - and I was lost.
Despite the fact that I lived 32 years in Philadelphia, I
did not recognize street names, or landmarks. I felt so frustrated,
and my friends were becoming frustrated with me. I had a very
strong fear that I was losing my memory. It was a relief to
wake up in my own bed, here in Alaska. |
On Saturday, I picked up my friend Lisa (her husband
was away hunting caribou), and we grabbed lunch before deciding
to go to the Carlson Center for the Holiday Craft Bazaar. We saw
some really beautiful fur goods, and had fun trying on hats and
running our fingers over the soft pelts of fox and rabbit and
lynx.
Lisa found several jewelry pieces created by Judie
Gumm, which she had to have, and I happened to fall in love with
felt Christmas tree ornaments with an Alaskan flair. It was a
lot of fun to wander past the different booths, stopping to talk
to some of the people running them. We sniffed candles, admired
photography, entered drawings, and shared many humorous moments.
When we left the Carlson Center, we realized we
still had two hours left before the Museum
of the North closed for the day. There was free admission
in honor of the military community and Veterans Day. It had been
more than 6 months since I had visited our museum, and Lisa had
never been there, so we were both looking forward to it. I was
particularly interested in the special exhibition "Arctic
Transformations - The Jewelry of Denise
and Samuel Wallace".
There were quite a few art pieces and paintings
I had never seen before, so the visit to the museum was as exciting
for me as it was for Lisa. We took our time moving from room to
room and collection to collection. I was permitted to take photos
(without flash) and captured some of my favorite items.

One
particular item made me stop dead in my tracks. Inside a case
was a blanket toss soft sculpture. I have been searching for this
item for years! I may be mistaken, but I could swear it's the
same sculpture I happened to see at a craft fair when we first
arrived in Alaska. I fell in love with it then, but the price
tag was a little too high for my wallet. As the years passed,
everytime we'd go to a Native Alaskan craft show, I'd keep my
eyes peeled for that blanket toss sculpture. And now here it was
- or at least a sculpture that looked very similar to the one
I fell in love with so long ago! I just love it!
Here are some more photos from our museum visit:

Kayakers (Love the faces!) |

Caribou Antlers |

Sunset from the Museum
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| The pieces below
are the jewelry of Denise and Samuel Wallace. These pieces
are constructed from silver, semi-precious gems, fossilized
walrus tusks, gold and more. The belts on display took more
than 2000 hours to make. |
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| November
10th Gratitude: Today I am thankful for new friends.
I had a wonderful time with Lisa, and conversation was free-flowing
and easy. We shared many laughs and it was nice to be out
and about with a gal pal. I hope that we'll be able to spend
more time together. |
| November 11th
Gratitude: Thinking of our Veterans. Those of us
who live in freedom, will always be grateful to those who
helped preserve it. Today, I'm remembering those we've lost,
and I'm very proud of the men and women who have served in
my family. |
I
am thankful for one other thing on this day. And that is chocolate.
(I am always thankful for chocolate, but this is special chocolate!)
A few weeks ago, I was having a very down day. I jokingly told
one of my online friends that the only thing that could lift my
spirits was chocolate.
On Saturday, we forgot to collect the mail from
our mailbox (it's out on the road), so Steve picked it up on the
way back from running a few errands. In our mailbox was a box
from England! My friend Elaine had sent me an entire box full
of Cadbury Flake Chocolate Bars and one other Cadbury chocolate
bar. There was enough chocolate in that box to ease six months
of woe!
On Sunday, I picked up Lisa again and we went to
the theater to see "Dan
in Real Life" (PG-13). We both loved it. I would definitely
see it again. It's a heartwarming story about a widower with three
daughters who writes an advice column for teens, and then meets
the woman of his dreams. I won't spoil the plot, but this movie
is full of romance, humor, tenderness, and even a little sadness.
It's definitely what I would classify as a 'date movie' or 'chick
flick'. Best of all, there was no profanity, sex, or violence
(except for one scene that involved a punch in the nose and a
couple of scenes with sexual innuendo, but not in too provocative
a way). What a refreshing and entertaining film! Now, keep in
mind that I'm no movie critic. I judge movies on whether or not
I was entertained. I don't look for "holes" or "bloopers"
or bad acting to complain about. All I care about is the story
line and whether or not it touched me in some way. This movie
did that.
| November 12th
Gratitude: Today I am grateful for the beauty of
new snow! It is currently snowing.. tiny white flakes, falling
very slowly - much like a life size snow globe. It is absolutely
gorgeous! The chickadees are still flying in and out of the
seed tray, and they look beautiful flitting among the snowflakes.
What a mood lifter! It is 3F, but last night before I went
to bed it was -2F. That's the first time it's gone below zero
in several weeks. |
It was a joy to see fresh snow falling when I woke
up on Monday morning. The snow fell for several hours before tapering
off. I'd estimate that we got a little more than an inch. It put
a nice fresh coating on the trees, turning everything back into
a winter wonderland.
Gip and Carmen came and picked me up for dance class.
Gip went with us to videotape the lesson so that Carmen would
remember the dance steps over the next two weeks, since we don't
have class. Souzana prepared a handout for us to remind us of
the dance steps too.
Class went well. We learned the next portion of
the dance. I'm feeling more confident about some parts of the
dance routine, but not as sure about others. I really hope things
get easier as time goes on. I never aspired to be a dancer, although
I loved to go dancing when I was single. There's a big difference
between club dancing and belly dancing. With club dancing, you
can at least ad lib and dance in more of a freestyle manner. Having
to learn precise steps and movements is a whole 'nother ballgame.
I'm not exactly a spring chicken anymore either! *laugh*
| November 13th
Gratitude: Today I am thankful for a really long
night of sleep. Unfortunately, I did wake up in a sweat at
3am, but shortly after I came downstairs to the sofa and flipped
on the TV, I fell back to sleep. And slept until 10am! That's
about 12 hours, except for that 45 minutes of interruption.
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Yesterday (Tuesday), Steve and I met our friends
Randy and Celeste at the theater to see the movie "Into
the Wild". This movie is the story of a young man named
Christopher McCandless, who gave away all of his belongings, and
donated all of the money in his bank account, and took off hitch-hiking
across the US with a final destination of Alaska, where he planned
to live off the land. He ended up dying in an old bus just outside
Denali Park.
I read this book several years ago, and found the
story to be interesting but also tragic. The people that Chris
met along the way were varied in personality, lifestyle, and spirituality
and Chris seemed to take little pieces of each person with him
as he made his way to his final destination - into the wild.
You can read a little more about the plot on the
IMDB link above. The opening scenes of the movie made me smile,
as several scenes from Fairbanks are shown. Granted, those scenes
don't make Fairbanks look like a real pretty place to visit -as
they appear to have been filmed during the late fall or early
winter months, on somewhat dreary days - but they did make me
smile nonetheless.
When the movie ended, I found myself wiping tears
from my eyes. Some people say that Chris was foolhardy and ill-prepared
to survive in the wilderness, and that he sealed his own fate.
But that still doesn't change the fact that someone's son died
alone in a bus, in the middle of nowhere. I grieved for the loss
of his young life, and for his family's loss.
One of my favorite quotes from the movie:
"...The very basic core of a man's living
spirit is his passion for adventure. The joy of life comes from
our encounters with new experiences, and hence there is no greater
joy than to have an endlessly changing horizon, for each day to
have a new and different sun."
~Christopher McCandless~
After the movie, the four of us had dinner at Silver
Gulch Brewing and Bottling Company in Fox.
Which leads me to my gratitude entry for today:
| November
14th Gratitude: Today I am thankful for fabulous
new(er) restaurants in Fairbanks! Finally! A place where you
can have a great meal, in a beautiful restaurant, with fantastic
service and a totally impressive beer list! |
Last night's dinner was fabulous! We all started
with a Four Item Taster of beer. (That's four EACH), so 16 small
glasses of beer spread out across the table! It was the only way
to get a taste of the beers that Silver Gulch brews. In addition
to the Silver Gulch beers, there are at least 50 bottled specialty
beers from all over the world, as well as wine, liqueurs, and
the 'hard stuff'. If you're a beer snob, this is the place to
go!
We each ordered an appetizer, which we shared with
the others. I ordered the cheese plate (Montrachet, Smoked Gouda,
and Aged Sharp Cheddar, ciabatta toast, grapes, and apple slices).
Steve had the tomato ale battered onion rings (what a nice SPICY
bite they had!). Celeste had the Scotch Egg (a hard boiled egg
wrapped in European ale sausage, battered and deep fried), and
Randy had the Beer Steamed Mussels. All were delicious.
Main courses: Stout BBQ Burger, Porter Chili Basted
Shrimp, Fish and Chips (halibut), and Mustard Baked Chops with
Brie. Again - delicious!
The total tab was only $115 (without tip) - a real
bargain when compared to some other Fairbanks prices, and considering
we had appetizers, beer, and a meal. We'll definitely be going
back again and again.
And that concludes my restaurant review.
Today, I worked some more on my new gallery website,
while watching a little TV. Oprah had a couple on the show (The
Rosenblats) whose love story was nothing short of a miracle. (You
can read their story here.) Their story moved me to tears.
Was it fate? Destiny? God's will?
Are our lives scripted for us from the day we are
born, or is everything happenstance and based on the decisions
we make along the way? How does it happen that two people like
the Rosenblats can cross paths in another country, in another
time, and then find each other again years later here in America
- totally by chance? I want to believe it was meant to be.
Many of you know that Steve and I "found"
each other in a very unlikely way. For those of you who don't
know the story behind our meeting, you
can read about it here. Steve and I believe that we were meant
to come into each others lives. If not for being in the right
place at the right time, and choosing the right letter from hundreds
that were dumped from the mailbag, our paths would have never
crossed. Seventeen years ago, everything as we knew it, changed
dramatically. I must admit, it's been one heck of a fantastic
journey! I hope that we have many more years on this earth together.