Undeniably beautiful, Alaska presents itself differently upon every viewing. Endless summer days quickly fade to dark winter nights interrupted by short bursts of low-angle sunlight. The extreme rhythm of seasons inspires creativity. I made a one-way drive up to Alaska from Texas in the summer. Soaking in the Rockies from New Mexico to Alberta and the expanses of the Yukon, I was unsure if at my destination I would long for places driven by. I do not. Even from Anchorage proper I see the front range of the Chugach to the East, the Kenai Peninsula to the South, the Tordrillo Mountains over the Cook Inlet to the West, and, on a clear day, Denali to the North. I am grateful to call Alaska home.
