Our driftwood Christmas tree and all the decorations–including the German-made blown glass ornaments–made it to Point Hope intact.
There’s a lot about living up here that is decidedly not easy. It’s cold and dark and although we fill our days with work and projects, we miss things like bike rides downtown, walks through forests, evenings out and daughter Maia and friends. On the other hand, living up here has led us to new ways of doing things that we’ve come to fully embrace. I can’t imagine us ever again buying store-made bread or baked goods with any regularity. (We’re trying our hand at our first-ever homemade bagels as I write this.) The same goes for pasta–doubling the amount of semolina flour we brought with us this year is already on the list for next year. The best lox we’ve ever had is the lox we made ourselves from the Chinook we caught this past summer. And we can imagine that there will always be a place in our home for the Christmas tree we made from driftwood we found on the shores of Sarichef Island when we lived in Shishmaref.