Land of the Midnight Sun

Land of the Midnight Sun
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Sunday, September 30, 2007

A DECEDENT STRAWBERRIE PIE

Nothing better than picked Raspberrys..
I had processed them in different ways

from freezing, jam, pies & Raspberry Liquor!
All a part of Alaskan Ways
Just a reminder
All photos are my layouts
with the dishes I am creating

Tuesday, September 18, 2007

Hot Smokey Sweet Green Chilies

Monday, September 17, 2007

To Much Vanilla Ice cream...

The last of the last can be the best when sharing.
Can never deprive him of what is good
and a little taste is good

Contentment
Simple things in life are the best

True love and Dedication

Monday evening at 8 pm on Sept. 17th
he really thinks he owns the world
And even though he does and doesnt he
owns me..
BUT THEN AGAIN, NO ONE OWNS ANYONE
LOVE IS WHAT IT IS

Wednesday, September 12, 2007

The Rains Came

Sept 12th 2007
The rewards of a wet day stacking wood under cover
a
WARM FIRE
And my Wild Child not missing
one deep water hole to lay and play in




All dry and content until his friend Amy showed up at the door.

Tuesday, September 11, 2007

Sept 11,2007

Monday, September 10, 2007

Free Spirited

One of my pleasures is seeing my companion Reb
be as free as the wind
As wild as he is within, His instincts, His heritage His calling in life
I try not to deny him
Faithful and Devoted to each other
we are

My Boy and I

"Herbert"
I had the pleasure to have this young Bull
be a part of my life
From watching His first steps
to the passing of His Mom
A whistle or the calling of his name
he would run threw the creek and come to my
welcoming
This is not a wise thing to do but he had stole my heart
and showed me trust

The Watering Hole

Three years ago created a Watering Hole out side the front door
for the passing by of many Moose
On Sept 3rd 2007 took the time to
take a few pictures before Mom was more interested in me!
No luck with a Big Bull Stopping by as of yet...

New Greenhouse

The Greenhouse came a bit to late this year
But still has life and the warmth within
and brings peace
to all my thoughts

Saturday, September 8, 2007

Eggplant Salsa

After having at hand so many wonder fresh veggies at the start of Sept.
I processed them in different Culinary flavors
And Salsa was one

After making my salsa I had to give it a photo shoot
for a cook book I am working on
A picture is worth a 1000 words

Thursday, September 6, 2007

Fireweed Jelly

Fruits of my Labor
Fireweed tells a story for those in Alaska
Summer is close when the first blooms appears
and
Winter is upon us as the last bloom
drops from the top.
Fireweed makes a beautiful Fuchsia colored Jelly
The smell and taste are beyond compare

She Wolf

Hunting is a way of life.
Sept 6th 2007
It is not always necessary there are the times
just to watch and enjoy the splendor of the Wild
and let them remain that way.
She is a dead Wolf need not show any other pics to offened
anyone

Wednesday, September 5, 2007

Within the Valley

While the Fireweed lines the plush green valley the mountains
surround and hold you in their arms

Mt. Redoubt Kenai

She lays silent for the time while her sister on either side speak in low voices
Her time will come again to voice her power
I am compelled to take many photos of her for she is out my door
and I see her beauty differently each day

Tuesday, September 4, 2007

The Child The Cub

While out hunting on Aug. 23rd 2007
I could not help to think this Bear Cub in the clouds was but a youth not ready to achieve his man hood but still was granted his reward
In times past "the old ways" when a youth is to become a man he goes on his quest to posses his own identity in life and death. The hunt and victory gives him the powers of which he is to become.
I felt protected and safe under his watchful presence as I to was on a quest

REB & I

To share the company with my devoted companion brings joy into my life

The Moose and I


We watch each other closely but with the silence and peace I feel he has no fear.

A young bull who will have a lot to show with his magnifence growing rack.

Midnight Dusk

Midnight Dusk
“The day is done, and the darkness, Falls from the wings of Night, As a feather is wafted downward, From an eagle in his flight”