As they days go by, the beauty of Alaska starts to spread. The mountains are now patched with green. Imagine a cloudy day, a mountain filled horizon, the sun creeps through clouds shedding spotlight and patches of green that cover the mountains. I love the air, it has a taste, a smell. A sugary, nectar smell. The wild flowers add character and awe to the open lots of downtown. Watching you behind the bushes are our neighbors the bear or moose, be certain of it.