More Questions Than Answers…

A few weeks back while I was playing with the Kerries in a small high field at the edge of our neighborhood, a disinterested man tore by us on his bicycle. What made that all the more odd was that he disappeared down over the far hill that led to the marsh. Knowing the area well, I quickly presumed he had set up camp. There could be no other reason for his decisive ride into the brush that skirted the field. …The Kerries watched without opinion. So without another thought our play took us in our own direction.

So once again weeks later we opted to explore close to home in our limited stomping grounds – seasonally restricted by lowland. And with an eye on the termination dust frosting the tippy tops of the higher distant mountains, I decided to wander down over the far hill that led to the marsh for a chance at clear view…

There are a few obvious things that can be said about Alaska. Alaska is big. Alaska is cold most of the year. Alaska is home to animals that can kill you. Alaska is before all else beautiful.

But there are also things that may be a surprise about Alaska; One being the number of homeless folk, many of which survive largely outside year round.

…So there was the narrow foot trail muddied up by a frequent bike, and I recalled the aloof man of weeks before. I glanced around the woods expecting to see a low lying shelter. But what I found was quite different.

Just suppose for a moment we step inside another’s skin and see through their eyes. Is there a more lovely morning view? Though that first step out of bed could be a doozie. But wait! How did he get up in there the evening before?