Time in a Bottle

Summer's coming and I'm heading back to McCarthy, Alaska! It's an old, historic town tucked into the heart of Wrangell-St. Elias National Park. McCarthy supported the copper ore mining town of Kennecott and was known for it's social life for the miners and their families. A visit to McCarthy reveals a town with one and half feet deeply stuck in the glacier silt from the earlier days of the previous century. Old horseshoes, trucks that quit and were "buried" in the same spot, weathered moose antlers hanging on buildings and bottles.

My eye caught these bottles one day when the sky was talking rain. Gotta love those days, as they bring out the colors of most everything you lay your eyes on. These bottles have taken up residence alongside one of the first cabins in McCarthy. It's owner started the town.

But what caught my eye was the tea kettle! It had that feeling that if I just picked it up and rubbed it a bit with my gloved hand that perhaps a McCarthy genie would appear and I'd get three wishes. "What would I wish for," I thought. More days in McCarthy! Keep wishing.