I’m not the most skilled when it comes to planning—I like routine, as unglamorous as that always sounds—and that tendency has only had room to expand these last couple of years with pandemic life. But my family and I did manage enough of a plan to head out to a cabin in the interior of Alaska for a few days last week.
I love seeing these pictures. Alaska also on my wish to see list in my life.
My father worked and lived in Anchorage in the 1940s, then in the service there.
He and another officer actually drove to Seattle from Alaska on this highway, when it was fairly new.
And thanks for the David Wagoner poem. As you probably know, he passed away this year.
What beautiful photos, and still a place I so badly want to see. I hope I can, someday. Maybe I'll start walking tomorrow....