After a rowdy Saturday night of House of Cards (okay, not so rowdy) a morning of yoga, salt-making, and a little breakfast booze was just what I needed for a refreshing Sunday.
Often, when people criticize Anchorage, one of the things they say is that we’re a bit behind the rest of the country. Sometimes it’s true, and sometime it isn’t. But when it IS true, it doesn’t have to be negative. We’re in the enviable position of being able to note exciting/successful endeavors happening in other parts of the country, cherry pick the most viable options, and make them happen here.
For example, Launch : Alaska, the state’s very first business accelerator.*
If you don’t like ice cream, don’t read this.
If you DO like ice cream, especially locally made ice cream and inventive favors, then dig in: Wild Scoops has arrived.
Back in the day, I was a runner. I ran when I was happy. I ran when I was sad. I ran on sunny days and on snowy days. I ran on good days, on bad days, and days that were just…days. But somewhere along the way, I lost the right to call myself a runner – after all, you have to run regularly to earn the title.
If you follow the Anchorage photography scene at all, you’ve probably heard of Ash Adams. And if you haven’t heard of her, I’m sure you’ve seen her work.