A journalist observes life in the far north.
Chasing after this girl is keeping me busier and busier, although I managed to read “The Glass Castle,” writer Jeanette Walls’ memoir. Her childhood is so unbelievable that I Googled her, wondering if she pulled a James Frey.
Lucky is eating solid food almost exclusively, she says “ma” and “da,” and she bites her tongue when she is trying to figure something out, such as how to reach the tips of one of my plants. Here she is after crawling under the dining room chair and getting stuck.
I haven’t been to town since Friday. But I have gone on two hikes and Alec and I went on a drive to check out the state wood cutting area not far from our house. We are putting in a wood stove this fall.
I am working on a story about a 50-year class reunion happening next weekend, which is also Golden Days, an annual festival commemorating the Gold Rush Era. There’s a beer festival at the local brewery next weekend too.