My Uncle Pete, (yes, the one who was in the paper posing with a potato he grew that was shaped like a moose), sends along this photo and note:
Mike's Potato Patch. From last night, you can see the claw and pad marks in the soil. BEAR IN THE NEIGHBORHOOD!!!Hmmmm, we better be careful.
Uh, yeah. You might.
There's no telling when Gentle Ben is gonna want a side of uncle with his curly fries.
(For a larger version of the above photo, click here.)
PREVIOUS LETTERS FROM ALASKA
Sunsets, salmon and civil ceremonies.
Volcanoes, churches and halibut.
A fantasy RV for The Last Frontier.
Heading north to the homestead.
Publicizing moose-shaped tubers.