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Nome, Alaska, United States
After getting burned out teaching high school in a tiny Alaskan town, I have moved on to being a child advocate in a small Alaskan town. The struggles are similar, but now I can buy milk at the store.

Wednesday, May 13, 2009

I'm melting... MELTING!!

Well, devoted fans, I recently had the opportunity to go swimming in my very own lake. Let me tell you this: It's not as fun as one would initially think. When I was younger, I thought it would be fun to live a block from the ocean, and on a private lake. I have since changed my toon.

Along with my lake, please notice that my pole is almost uncovered again. It was almost completely covered last month. You may also have noticed that there's not a lot of places to walk between my house and my lake. Going home is a bit of a balancing act. You may have also noticed the sand on the ground. What it means now is that instead of tracking snow into my house, to melt and evaporate, I now have sand on my kitchen floor. Which needs to be swept.




Here is the snow pile behind my house. I'm not sure how long that's going to take to melt. I was talking to a woman from North Pole, Alaska, and she said they had rain, and that their snow was almost gone. Must be nice to be them.


Once again, the view down the side of the school. there is actually dry sand over there! The rest of the town is covered in these puddles, or else snow drifts, like the one on the right. And if you will continue to notice: above the red storage area is a glimpse of the sea, still frozen.


1 comment:

  1. Dearest, it's tune. I grew up on a lake. It was great! Swimming every night in the summer, boating, and fishing. I now get to go play there in just over a week! Yay!

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