Archive for Jennifer Swanberg
It is a sunny, crisp, chilled day here on the Kodiak. Snow has melted from the ground in town leaving an exhilertating chill to the air. Mountains around jut up in broken, snow covered flint. The boats are moving.
We live here. Gidget and I call this home and when one lives in a stunning place, even a walk for groceries becomes a life moment.
This morning, I slipped into my favorite caribou brown hoodie (embroidered with a wolf and “Kotzebue – Alaska”), pulled on a grey daypack, and headed out for some food. Steve repeatedly asks me how I am getting some of the specialty foods I purchase. He asks me if they are expensive here. He is accustomed to my tales of Arctic living. Truth is, I cannot believe my Kodiak good fortune. I can live where mountain meets shore, where snow storm meets waves crashing on mossy crag, where boats move all winter long. I can also purchase bleu cheese, sweet bosc pears, organic vanilla soy milk, cinnamon chocolate, crunchy red bell peppers and perfect bananas. Oh yes, loquats. LIfe doesn’t get much better than that! I live in the best of both worlds.
Gidget also finds an upside to living south of the Arctic Circle. When I return from a “hunt” I bring her a treat or two. Here there is a much wider variety of dog treats. Today, I found a truely Alaskan small dog treat: “Yummy Chummies.” The label reads “With Wild Alaska Salmon” and they do smell like fish. These are the original soft n’ chewy variety to accommodate Gidget’s small dulled teeth.
Funny to see her reaction to a non-beef, non-chicken, non-turkey, non-greenie based treat. Gidget let the 1″x 1″ chewie fall to the ground and took a long sniff as she stepped back. I turned to put the rest of my groceries away and when I looked back, the chewy was gone. She asked for another. I gave her one more. She sat patiently waiting for me to set it at her feet. Again, I looked away and once again, it was gone. Now, since then, Gidget has run about the house a couple of times. I wonder if she really ate them.
We will find out. Then again, maybe we won’t. Suffice it to say, it is a wonderful world where I can share my life with a dog, albeit a very small dog, and know that we each have enough of our Salmon Chummies or cinnamon chocolate to have now or to save for later and after a walk.
Each of us reading this post leads a blessed life, whether it seems up or down in this very moment. In this very moment, may each of you have what you need and a little bit more. That is my wish for you and yours.
Chummies all ’round! Have a wonderful, warm and safe weekend.
Gidget and Jennifer.
Gidget and I, as is sometimes the case, take a jaunt down to the shore to meander among the pebbles and driftwood. We step gingerly over the occasional jellyfish washed to shore and I collect interesting stones.
This morning as we approached the water, I could see the surface was already smooth and mirror like. The Kotzebue Sound becomes very still just before a freeze. This morning it is not at all about to freeze. Though just a few short days ago the biting air told us it was trying or wanting to snow, today it is almost barefoot weather, with slight breeze to the skin. These are indeed the last days of summer.
Soaking it in, my sleeves rolled up on this no-jacket-kinda-morning, Gidget and I listened as the water lapped quietly. Herring jumped and flowed with the current, slapping and flashing a fin or two. At times, a cluster of herring hit the surface frenetically and as a group splashed and shimmered like a silvery puddle in heavy rain.
Further off, a seal or two, or five or six could be spotted, their dark conical heads riding smoothly just above the waters surface. The seals are beginning to migrate south for the winter. Some signal up north, the chill or the movement of the fish, whispers to the seals…”it’s time to be heading off.”
And so it is…
Cheerios and Love Life!
Jennifer and the Arctic Chihuahua