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rollee home’ing. 3.

and so it goes. our last night of our epic dalton highway roadtrip was spent close to home. imagine that. * i have promised milo roadcat jones a night together in the rollee home. just me 'n' him. hopefully soon i can follow through...... **********

Posted on September 11, 2018 by angelojones by angelojones

rollee home’ing. 2.

there were many goals and plans for this trip. one of them was for me to pee in the yukon river. you see, there's this old alaskan legend that to become a sourdough and no longer be of cheechako status, one must kiss an eskimo, eat muktuk, and pee in the yukon…

Posted on September 3, 2018September 3, 2018 by angelojones by angelojones

rollee home’ing. 1.

me 'n' milo, reading and checking the milepost. ziggy was always displeased when i had my nose in the milepost because i wasn't paying attention to him. but, milo?? - he needed to know where we were at all times and when was the next time he could get out…

Posted on August 19, 2018 by angelojones by angelojones

museum-ing.

i am gonna make it easy on mister jones this year when he asks what do you want for your birthday? a year's pass to the anchorage museum.

Posted on July 23, 2018July 23, 2018 by angelojones by angelojones

art on fire.

once a year arctic fires bronze sculptureworks hosts art on fire at wasilla museum of transportation. mister jones attends blacksmithing meetings at the shop owned by artist patrick garley and he asked me to come see what happens at an iron pour. fascinating work, this breaking cast iron into workable pieces, feeding them into the fiery cauldron, waiting…

Posted on July 16, 2018 by angelojones by angelojones

changes.

• early morning practice: sitting and writing and reading. changes are happening. within and with out. i will here forward always forever never be the same as i was. once a body sees the change, it is a conscious decision to change. or stay the same. where the…

Posted on July 6, 2018July 6, 2018 by angelojones by angelojones

friday night book club.

i felt the bittersweet as i walked into the library. i had penned book club onto my hand because i did not want to miss this night. this would be her final book club meeting as the librarian of sutton public library. she has been my librarian for 30 years and my friend for just as…

Posted on July 5, 2018July 5, 2018 by angelojones by angelojones

this life. these days.

as i travel coyote hill, i find mirror'd shards of glass, remnants from when my hillside cabin burned to the ground in 1997. when i discover these little bits of mirror, i tuck them into my pocket and carry them up to angelo, placing them on the altar in my forest.…

Posted on June 25, 2018June 25, 2018 by angelojones by angelojones

gettin’ real.

let’s get real. real fuckin’ real. i have been studying internal martial arts for about a month’s time and i feel so very different inside and out. mind and heart and spirit and body. just today i felt flowy instead of stiff or robotic as we performed some gentle stretches…

Posted on June 6, 2018June 6, 2018 by angelojones by angelojones

this dream. this cat.

make my bed out of wonder bread, spread some mustard upon my head. don't want no onions or sauerkraut, mamma, hold on to the bun baby, work it on out. i'm a chilidog. * so there was this dream. this dream wherein i was driving a road car, long lean body…

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