Talking Trash, MOOSEquitoes and Spruce Tip Tea

There are strange things done in the midnight sun…
Robert Service, from “The Cremation of Sam McGee”

Fairbanks, Alaska has whacky weather! Two days ago it was 72 degrees out on the Chena Marina where we’re staying for a month. The sky was robin egg blue, bright, poofy-clouded and beautiful right up until about 11 p.m. when the sun decided to pack it in. Today, a cloudless, faded lavender dotted with the occassional raven hangs overhead, it’s 38° and snowing. Seriously! Not a sticking-to-the-ground kind of snowing down here in the city where my daughter dropped me off at Coffee Time Espresso so I could write, but still snowing on Cinco de Mayo. Most of the locals chatting around me are thrilled. After all, says one “I start to melt around negative ten.”

Being back in the Alaskan Interior at this time of year, I’m starting to notice things beyond the weather, the perpetual sun, and the blackout shades in our bedroom that help us avoid partying all night. Everyone says this is the ugly time in Fairbanks because the snow has melted leaving waves of mud on the dirt roads and endless diapers and plastic bags scattered on the ground or clinging to the bush. Fortunately, this Saturday is annual Clean Up Day so glove-wearing volunteers will be outdoors stuffing their yellow bags with whatever they find.


But I’m wondering where all that trash will go. We drove to the dump this morning with our bags of garbage and the bins were overflowing onto the ground. The landfill appears to be filled, ladies and gentlemen, and the ravens couldn’t be happier!

Another thing I’ve noticed is that when the snow melts, the “MOOSEquitoes,” as little r calls them, create a cosmos of buzzing blackness around your head. The first of these bloodsuckers are enormous and slow enough to nail with a clap, a slap or a tennis racket zapper. But their bites are vicious and reindeer dog bar-b-ques inevitably have to be moved indoors. In a few weeks though, these fat vampires will be replaced with smaller, faster swarms of strafe-bombing, blood-vacuuming machines that continue to torment, reaching a peak during August rains and eventually disappearing, thank God, after the first frost.



R wanted to test the effectiveness of our citronella repellent on these bloody terrorists, so he stood out in the backyard near the septic field and waited. About a second later when the unofficial Alaskan State Birds arrived by the millions, he applied bug juice and they fluttered away. 10 minutes later they were back. R applied the juice again, a mass exodus followed, and in another 10 R was pretty much eaten alive. Perhaps 10 minutes of relief is better than no relief, but tomorrow, R’s determined to experiment with deadly DEET, plus blended garlic, lemon juice and 1/4 C. squished MOOSEquitoes, if necessary, but I’m not holding my breath. D, our daughter, has promised to purchase two or more wall-mounted electrocution stations by the weekend, so maybe we’ll be grilling some frozen moose outdoors, after all.


To be fair, beyond a bad bug situation this has to be one of the most naturally engaging places anywhere. Just outside, a fringe of white spruce wraps around the property. It is beautiful, lush and also edible. Yesterday, Little r, “Scratchy” (R) and I decided to collect a few new tips for tea. We headed out the front door and were greeted with the view in the photo above. Little r carried a baggie in which we dropped the easily snapped-off tips to which he added a rock or two and a few cones and creatures from the ground. Here’s how we made the tea:

  • We gathered a couple of handfuls of fresh spruce tips in a baggie.
  • Then we washed them in the sink (removing any rocks, cones and creatures our grand-toddler may have tossed into the baggie).
  • We placed the tips in a medium pot and covered them with water to an inch or two above the tips.
  • After loosely covering the pot with a lid, we brought the water to a boil, allowed it to simmer for about 5 minutes, then turned off the heat and let the pot cool. The aroma is to die for! A symphony of Greek retsina, pine incense and turpentine. Way resinous, which I love.
  • Using a strainer, we poured the liquid through and into a large glass pitcher. We tossed the tips into the compost pile.
  • Lastly we added more water as this is a strong tea, and some maple syrup.  We chilled it in the refrigerator and, when cool, served it in small glasses. Everybody but my darling, D, who doesn’t appreciate resinosity for some reason, loved the tea, including little r, who begged for another glass.


1.  Any evergreen tips will due. Fir is mild, pine is delicious. Spruce is the most exotic and therefore the best.
2.  More water can be added, depending on the strength desired.
3.  Honey may be added additionally, or ginger, or both.
4. Spruce tea is rich in vitamin C and may have many other health benefits that you may wish to explore at  http://www.greenchedy.com/herbal-teas/spruce-tea-for-cancer-wounds-and-ailments-of-heart-and-lungs/

In the meantime, remember to go out and play no matter how dreary the day!


10 thoughts on “Talking Trash, MOOSEquitoes and Spruce Tip Tea

  1. I have a good Fairbanks story, which I should write about. Fairbanks was my territory as a young architect with IBM. If I don’t write it I’ll tell you when I see you. I love your tales, am glad they have eeee-lec-tree-city up thar, and can picture the town!


    • Thanks, Lisa. Interior Alaska is a unique place in the world, with special light, weather, critters and incredibly unpretentious people who love to sit around and tell stories when they’re not out hunting, fishing or getting ready for the next winter.


  2. WHoa! I’m scratching just reading about this.

    And I never knew you could make tea from spruce tips. If I had only known so long ago when I lived at home. We had so many blue spruce that I planted as a child.

    Sounds like you’ve having a tale of time in the great state of Alaska!


    • Not to worry, Jilanne! Just grab those little tipsters off your neighbor’s tree or try pine or fir or any evergreen. Yep, being in Alaska is quite an amazing gig. Thanks so much for stopping by.


  3. Love how you change your tone to suit the circumstances–gives me more insight as to the composition of ‘your voice.’ Really enjoyed this–felt like I got an education—and an invitation.


    • Thanks for dropping by, dawg. I always look forward to and appreciate your comments. Interesting about my tone shifts…don’t really think about it, just kind of let it out. Writing a blog comes with that kind of freedom, I guess. 😀


  4. Ha! Is there a moosequito lover in the world? On the other hand, my friend in Smithers, B.C. is completely relaxed in their presence. Weird, eh? Love you, too TFTML! xo


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