This is the view from my room back home in Alaska. I have not been there since Christmas of 2017. I grew up with the views of mountains and greenery not far away. Moving to Saint George was a struggle at first, because this is what I left behind.
In the summer we would travel to Denali National Park, Wasilla, Anchorage, and other cities in the southern parts of Alaska. We would hike, hunt, fish, camp, enjoy time together, but most of all, we'd take the time to be one with nature.
I only went to Canada once. We lived about 6 hours from the Alaskan-Canadian border, near Dawson City. One weekend my dad and I left work early and camped near the border. The next morning we spent the day in Dawson City. We learned about the people there and their history. I rode a ferry for the first time. We spent a lot of time out in nature and learning about how to use the natural resources of the land.
This pond is less than a mile from our house. I don't know if it has a real name, but we call it Bathin' Beauty pond. In the summers we swim and canoe it. Some people come here to fish. During the winters we drive by and enjoy the beautiful sunsets. People ice fish here and, if they're adventurous enough, they snow-machine across it. A few Sasquatch sightings have been reported here.
This is near my parents' first home in Alaska. Although we live about 45 minutes away from there we tried to make it back every summer. We come to pick blueberries. The book "Blueberries for Sal" by Robert McCloskey reminds of us this area. Sometimes we each bring a bucket and take the blueberries home to top our pancakes with. Other times we just eat the blueberries and make fun memories. Over the years we've introduced friends to this prime blueberry picking spot.
Although I will always hold Alaska dear in my heart I have learned to also appreciate the beauty of other places. Next up, a post about Arizona, Hawaii, and Utah!
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