"Away in a
meadow all covered with snow
The little old groundhog looks for his shadow
The clouds in the sky determine our fate
If winter will leave us all early or late."
- Don Halley
Most of us don't celebrate Groundhog Day here in Alaska.
Our marmots are fast asleep in underground dens and they won't come
out until April or May. An early spring for us would be having above
freezing temps in March. We did have that a couple of years ago.
It warmed up to nearly 40 and stayed warm for more than a week.
The ice sculptures began melting, and the festival ended earlier
than planned. But generally, spring won't arrive until sometime
in April or May. We've got a ways to go, whether or not Punxsutawney
Phil sees his shadow in Pennsylvania.
Since I last updated, we dipped to -40F
once again, and stayed there for a few days. Today we're hovering
at about -10F. I see blue skies trying to break through the clouds,
which is always a mood lifter. Cold and dreary are depressing. Cold
and sunny, or cold and blue skies, is much more palatable.
Last Saturday night, we met our friends Lisa and Charlie at the
Blue Loon for the Fairbanks Funny Fest. The Funny Fest is the final
public performance for local wannabe comedians who take a workshop
to learn how to do stand-up. Although there were several 'cricket
chirping' moments, during the performance, I give all the participants
credit for getting up and trying to be funny in front of such a
large group of people. The headliner act was comedian John Bizarre
- a comedian we've seen at least once before, if not twice. He made
us laugh so hard, we wiped tears from our eyes. (Here's
the link to his website. Warning: there is some adult
content and profanity)
I did read this on his website - a journal entry from January 28th
about his visit to Fairbanks:
My trip to Fairbanks, Alaska last
week reminded me that not all Americans are shallow, self-absorbed,
pop culture-addicted, pill-popping drones who allow their
daily dialogue to be dictated by the corporate media agenda.
Alaskans are a living example of what
Americans in the lower 48 used to be like. They know how to
grow their own crops, catch their own game, make their own
clothes, and build their own homes. These are a people who
say what they mean and mean what they say. They have close-knit
communities and they look out for each other because they
actually care about each other. Yet they also have a strong
sense of individual autonomy, meaning they mind their own
business and let other people live their lives however they
wish, in the true spirit of the Bill of Rights. They are ecologically
united, politically involved and socially responsible. They
are frontier people. They are the salt of the earth.
I've made five trips to Alaska now
but this was the one that changed me. I used to say I would
move to Alaska were it not for the weather. I was an idiot.
There is a price to be paid for the privilege of living an
original and unique life, and sometimes it involves getting
over yourself, putting on some warm clothes, walking into
a 40 below zero wind to pull some delicious, fresh salmon
from of a hole in the ice, and then cooking it up right there
by the river. And the reward for living through a winter at
that level of endurance is a spring and summer in one of the
most beautiful places on Earth among some of the most authentic
people you will ever meet.
How many more adventures can I squeeze
into my remaining years?
Watch me.
Turn off the TV. Your life is calling
you. |
I don't fit the description of the Alaskans John writes of, but
I know plenty of folks who do. And my life is greatly enriched in
knowing these folks. I am proud to be a resident of this great state!
I
now have redpolls visiting my back deck and the sunflower seeds.
In the photo at left, you can clearly see the pinkish red breast
feathers, indicating that these redpolls are males. It's good to
see another species of bird. I didn't know how they stayed warm
in this weather. I did a little research and this is some of the
information I found online:
The Hoary Redpoll has very fluffy body feathers that help it
stay warm in extremely cold temperatures. In addition, it has
feathers on areas of its body that are bare in most other birds.
If temperatures get too high, a redpoll may pluck out some of
its body feathers and get rid of some of its insulation. These
feathers will grow back in a few days, but by then in the high
arctic environment, temperatures probably will have dropped back
to normal.
- Habitat: Redpolls breed in open subarctic coniferous forest
and scrub, and sheltered riparian areas on tundra. They winter
in open woodland and scrub, weedy fields, and suburban and urban
areas.
- Food: Redpolls eat very small seeds, such as birch, willow,
alder, grasses, and weeds. Also arthropods in summer.
Here are some photos I've taken of the redpolls over the past few
days:

Redpolls (male has blush breast) |

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Since Mr/Ms Squirrel has also been visiting the back deck, I just
had to take a few more photos of him/her. I also captured a pretty
clear shot of a boreal chickadee. The boreal chickadees look much
different than the black-capped chickadees that usually visit.

Red Squirrel |
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Boreal Chickadee |
We were having issues with our satellite dish. Everytime it snowed,
the dish would get covered, and we'd lose all but our local channels.
A week or so ago, we had someone from DISH Network come out and
clear our dish for us. Finally, we made the decision to go out and
buy a 28' ladder. We were going to have to buy one before spring
anyway - as Steve couldn't reach the upper gutters on the house.
I did some online research for some of the chain stores (Home Depot
and Lowes). According to the online store, Home Depot had a 28'
ladder for about $260. However, when I plugged in our zipcode to
see if there was one in stock at our local Home Depot store, I saw
that the ladder had been up-priced approximately $100 for the Alaska
market. Now I understand that there is increased shipping to get
items to AK - especially heavy items - but charging an extra $100
per ladder is just ridiculous in my opinion. It's not like
Home Depot only orders one ladder at a time. Since we were now looking
at a cost of approximately $350 for a ladder, Steve and I made the
decision to give our business to a local vendor, rather than the
huge box stores, since the price would be about the same anyway.
We went to AIH (Alaska Industrial Hardware) and found a large supply
of ladders of all sizes and weight bearing limits. The one that
suited our needs was $317. We didn't have to wait 20 minutes for
a sales associate to be paged (as always seems to happen at Home
Depot). At AIH, a gal came over to help us immediately. We were
prepared to load the ladder onto the top of Steve's truck and had
tie-downs and a blanket to protect the truck. On a whim, we asked
the sales lady how much it would cost to have the ladder delivered
to our house. She told us that it would be NO CHARGE! We made arrangements
to have the ladder delivered the next day.
We both learned a good lesson in this experience. You can bet that
our hard-earned money will be spent at AIH for our major hardware
needs. Even if something is a few dollars more there, it is worth
it to us to spend the extra money and get superior customer service.
I'm tired of wandering aimlessly in Home Depot (or Home Despot,
as my friend Celeste calls it), searching for something I need,
and not being able to find a sales associate when I need one.
A few days ago, Sedona was laying at the sliding glass doors, watching
the activity on the back deck, when she suddenly jumped up and began
barking wildly. I thought that perhaps she was barking at the pair
of dogs we've had running through our yard lately (they are escape
artists who belong to our neighbor), but she wasn't excited about
dogs at all! Instead, a cow moose and calf were trotting through
the rear of our property. By the time I grabbed my camera, they
were in the woods.
 The
next day, I happened to catch a glimpse of a cow moose and yearling
calf running through my side yard - heading to the back of our property.
This time I was ready with my camera, but they stayed hidden in
the trees, and it was difficult to get photographs. I managed to
capture these two photos of the yearling by herself, and then mama
moose following her calf into the woods. Exciting!
But even more exciting was the following day, when I happened to
glance into my backyard and discovered a lone cow moose napping
in the snow about 15 yards from my back deck. I took a few photos
of her as she napped, and then went out the side door to my garage
with my camera to see if I could get some photos of her face. I
made sure to keep my getaway route clear and within reach - just
in case she became annoyed and charged me. She didn't seem to mind
me at all.
She stayed for about three hours, before getting to her feet and
walking slowly off to the woods beyond my yard. I hope she comes
back.

Relaxing in my yard |

I was talking softly to her
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"Show me your face" |

Frosty Face |

"I think it's time to get
up" |

"I'll be going now" |
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One final look back |
The Junior Yukon Quest is scheduled for tomorrow, but I haven't
seen any updated information about the race. I'm looking forward
to attending and getting photos of the young mushers (ages 14-17).
Next weekend is the Yukon Quest, and you can bet I'll be there too.
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