September: 10-on-10

The joke was "Alaskan's for Global Warming;" that was years ago, and it was completely light-hearted. Before we bore ownership to the first town that will see itself disappear because of global warming and before the summer of 2017. Before the Northwest was on fire and the South was flooded. When we called it global warming, instead of climate change. Now the joke feels awfully empty, as we bear witness to Mother Nature's cries for help. We've had one of the worst summers I remember here on our island, we may have had four days of actual sunshine- not so much hot, but kind of warm sunshine. It felt like we went straight from winter to fall. The leaves are almost gone, everything's almost brown. The snow will be here soon. Last year, the cold came early and lasted so long, the berries didn't grow. The bears got hungry, and in other places in the state, multiple maulings occurred, a highly unusual occurrence. The unusuals are piling up globally, & if we don't discover ways to answer the cries, we're going to continue to bear witness to our consequences.

Continue our circle with Emma

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100 Days of Summer, week 10

July 28th: cottonwood

July 29th: boat harbor stroll

July 30th: best way to recycle boxes 

July 31st: fireweed is blooming

August 1st: pig tails

August 2nd: day-old pig tails

August 3rd: the fox den

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100 Days of Summer, week 9

July 21st: popsicles and plants

July 22nd: the killer whale

July 23rd: morning at the beach

July 24th: it's much colder than they make it look

July 25th: her brothers may disagree with her shirt

July 26th: fake sleeping

July 27th: party dress

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100 Days of Summer, week 8

July 14th: late-night roping

July 15th: his daily catch

July 16th: 4-wheeler ride up the Valley

July 17th: the airstream door

July 18th: rainy walk in the woods

July 19th: off to swim lessons

July 20th: dreaming of adventures on the map

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100 Days of Summer, week 7

July 7th: goodnight

July 8th: his first Red

July 9th: heading home from camping

July 10th: the front yard

July 11th: our backyard, when camping

July 12th: our front yard, when camping

July 13th: that one day it felt like summer

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July: 10-on-10

I treasure Sunday's. I have designated it as an unspoken family day, a lounging day, an adventure day, a day that is extra-special during the school year, when routine's are in full-swing. They are often concluded at my parents' home with hot, homemade soup. Soup on Sunday's, a family tradition we grew up with.

This particular Sunday was different, as they were out of town, and our middle celebrated his 8th Birthday, on Father's Day. He threatened to ditch us, with just his Dad, laughing that since the day was all about the two of them, it should just be the two of them. Lucky for us, his humor didn't get the best of him, & he let us tag along. Because it was a good day, as Sunday's tend to be, especially extra-special Sunday's. 

Cinnamon rolls, hot dogs, lemon meringue pie & sushi; fresh air, fishing & time at at one of our favorite little plots of land. Sunday's Celebration. 

Continue the circle with Emma

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100 Days of Summer, week 6

June 30th: more rain

July 1st: marshmallow eyes

July 2nd: more fish

July 3rd: first round of fireworks

July 4th: buried, in-between catching salmon

July 5th: last day of camping adventure

July 6th: siblings

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100 Days of Summer, week 5

June 23rd: gillnetting

June 24th: country concert in Kodiak

June 25th: Light Saber battle

June 26th: it's freezing outside

June 27th: squeezing in some fresh air, in-between down pours

June 28th: the Airstream is done

June 29th: rain, rain, go-away

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Ruby Sue's Renovation: The Airstream Diaries

Last summer we bought an Airstream. Something we've lusted over for quite awhile, & motivated by a wedding we were traveling to, this beauty popped up on Craiglist, conveniently located an hour from our final destination, and looking pretty good in her 1986 condition- we couldn't pass her up. Ruby Sue, the namesake I've placed upon my first car, first girl puppy, and first Airstream. Ruby Sue wasn't supposed to be renovated. She was in very good condition, so we were only going to replace the floors. After returning home, and squeaking her lengthy body off the ferry, I dreamed of painting the cabinet doors white, and maybe the end panels, and perhaps the walls. The carpet came out, the doors came off cabinets, then a wall here, a cabinet there...then she was gutted. Oops.

Conveniently, I did all this at the same time we were building a 4-plex, so she had to sit awhile, a long nine months while, but the real work began in May. We washed, sanded, washed again, primed and painted the entire inside, and Mike has rebuilt everything. We opted for only a toilet, skipping the shower, giving us a few extra feet of counter space and less mold-making, plus the outdoor showers are pretty high-tech these days. The bed is staying in the same place in the back, and has a hatch cover for ample storage, plus there's hatch covers in the bench seating in the front, for even more storage. The table is on a pedestal, so we can lower it into a large bed for the kids. Flooring and light fixtures have been installed, as well as cabinets & plywood counter tops; little tweaks will happen here & there, but for now, she is ready for her first excursion!

Photos from last summer to now.