I was incredulous to find that in my week without typing, my forearms were getting a little sore from the frantic pace that I was typing with. I rested up a bit and now am ready to finish my post.
So my first post was the general happenings of my endeavors up here. I still have a few unresolved issues that are standing in my way from being completely moved up here:
1. An AK driver's license is a much needed thing in order to claim residency, get some scholarships and other useful things. That requires a written exam and more time in Anchorage.
2. Although it would have been a futile thing to try and drive my Ford Fungus (aka, the crappy version of the Contour) up, I still need a vehicle. The distance gap between myself and my school is too far, hilly and would be an absolute bitch in the winter. I have been looking around for one at dealerships, the newspapers and on Craigslist, but it's hard without a job to finance a vehicle. Problem is, you need the car to get a job, and you need the job to get the car. So how does that work? My student loan overage payment comes through two weeks after classes start, but for those two weeks I am going to need transportation to and from school...hopefully we'll be able to figure something out. Curtis comes home on Saturday and perhaps he and I can figure something out. At any rate I am incredibly glad I gave myself so much time before classes actually start.
Actually, maybe those were the two things that classify themselves as "issues." Everything else has been butter. I really do feel at ease up here, and probably will feel infinitely better when I have transportation. Curtis doesn't have a bike that I could find, and so I will patiently wait for mine to arrive. Town IS a bike ride away, but listen to this: Palmer is WINDY. very, very windy. I thought I'd have escaped that when I moved up from southwestern MN, but the wind sweeps up the valley, bringing with it glacially derived loess (fine-grained dusty sediment). So. Dusty and windy=not a fun bike ride or ski or walk.
However, I must say that the walk up to the college today was a pretty one. A quarter mile away from my house, the Matanuska-Susitna College has a backdrop of the Chugach Mountains and the Mat-Su Valley below. Awesome.
Tonight I am going to make some rice with sauteed veggies and a chicken tikka sauce over it. Yummo. THEN I am going to finish unpacking and give my friend Belinda a call to see what she's up to. She's the grad student I mentioned earlier. I will also give my park supervisor's brother-in-law (isn't that how it always works? ______ degrees of seperation) a call to talk vehicles and getting together.
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While working up in Alaska,
where the snow is cold and bright.
In the frozen month of December,
where the sun is far from sight.
The winds blow long and steady,
like something a banshee would sing.
You can feel the snow blowing,
as it chills your face with a sting.
Yes the artic is so very cold,
and your flesh can freeze so fast.
In this land of snow and ice,
where the tundra is so vast.
After you freeze up all day,
it's hard to loose that chill.
Working with your gloves on,
takes another kind of skill.
The Eskimo and the polar bear,
all residents of this land.
Where life is tuff and deadly
which many don't understand.
But in this frozen country
that mother nature made.
Where trees are far from sight,
and the mountains start to fade.
People live in harmony,
and celebrate with feasts.
And they help each other,
with nature and the beasts.
I found this when I Googled Alaska poems. I figured Alaska has inspired many a poet to put pen (or quill) to paper.
More Love,
Dad, Theresa and Scooter Pie
You win some and you loess some.
Beautiful Alaska: don't take it for granite!
My sediments exactly
By the way, nice poem, Dad. I have my warmies all ready to go for the coming cold. : )
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