The Jesuit Volunteer Corps year wound down. The river broke and froze again. I learned to cut fish and to listen better. I quilt more, sing about as much, and decided to stay in Bethel. Jill and I moved into our own apartment at the end of August and we've been making our way. And since August, here's a picture (or a few) of my life in Bethel, Alaska.
We live here.
And these are our neighbors.
Fall happened, briefly.
The days are shorter again, rising up and bringing down.
I finished my Alaska quilt.
I began a different quilt that offered odd left overs.
I made Challah.
I took a ride in Nunapitchuk.
And I visited Chuathbaluk...
...where this guy lives.
And from the small plane, saw glimpses of the Alaska people see on postcards.
I also still work as a legal advocate at the Tundra Women's Coalition, visit the Bethel Youth Facility every week, and attend two churches (Unitarian Universalist and Lutheran). And today, Jill made dinner while I tried to learn how to free motion quilt. Sometimes we sneak right into the peace of the small adventures of everyday living.
