It was a beautiful summer evening in the arctic, cold as heck and windy. The sun was setting and the waves of the ocean crashed gently into the ice on the shore. I journeyed out taking some photos of the local flowers, the ones that peek out the 10 seconds between winter ending and winter starting. Tallinn of course would have nothing to do with me until I was in the middle of trying to focus on something and in deep concentration. All of a sudden there was a giant paw swatting me on my face. "Uh hi, you've managed to creep over behind me like a disruption ninja". Tallinn just looks at me and smacks his mouth, licking his lips. I go back to focusing. And then some how Tallinn's tongue is in my ear. "Ok, some attention for Tallinn". Belly scratching follows, then he seems satisfied enough to go and lay down. I return to the camera. This is apparently unacceptable as he returns to start flavoring and sniffing the flower I am trying to shoot. And before I know it I have given up, having taken more photos of Tallinn then of any of the flowers I was trying to shoot.
I moved to Nunavut 3 years ago with my husband and Alaskan Malamute. Here we started raising our first daughter Ezri and shortly before we left, became pregnant with our second.
As every journey has an end, we found ourselves back south again, dreaming of returning north one day. Please read about my adventures and continue to feel free to send me e-mails.