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About Carrie Cahill Mulligan

Park ranger turned fiber artist, out to change the world, one felt hat at a time.

17 Days of Green – Frozen Fenway

Andy & I started watching Dartmouth Women’s Hockey shortly after moving to the Upper Valley in 2004. We’re season ticket holders, and rarely miss a game at Thompson Arena.

The Big Red of Cornell v. the Big Green of Dartmouth, Thompson Arena, January 5, 2008.

Although their names are not on the back of their jerseys (because “Dartmouth” on the front is the name that matters most), we know every player by sight.

Game-worn jerseys of Dartmouth's Cherie Piper, Katie Weatherston & Gillian Apps.

We know their strengths, we know their regular positions, and we notice when players get paired up into new line combinations.

We are what you’d call Big Green “Super Fans.”

At our happy place, Thompson Arena, February 2012.

Go Big Green!

Nothing says love like homemade strawberry-rhubarb pie!

So when we learned that the Dartmouth Women’s Hockey team would be skating at Frozen Fenway, I knew I had to go.

My ticket to Dartmouth's Frozen Fenway hockey game, January 10, 2012.

Streetside view of Fenway's Big Green Monster.

Scoreboard at the start of the Frozen Fenway Dartmouth v. Providence game.

Dartmouth Hockey Super Fans at Frozen Fenway: Dee, me, Pip & Betty.

Super Fans are super happy about Dartmouth's win at Frozen Fenway! (Photo by Tris Wykes)

It was an exciting, back and forth game, with Dartmouth’s Camille Dumais netting the game-winning goal in the final minute.

Sometimes, it’s Heaven that freezes over.

17 Days of Green – Moss & Lichen

In Denali National Park & Preserve, it’s easy to fixate on the big stuff.

At a staggering 20,320″, Mt. McKinley is high on the list of things Park visitors hope to see.

The south-side view of Mt. McKinley from Byer's Lake, Denali State Park, Alaska.

Due to the Mountain’s height, however, it’s obscured by clouds nearly 70% of the summer.

So glimpsing the Park’s “charismatic megafauna” – moose, caribou, Dall sheep, wolves & grizzly bears – is next on the wish-list of most Denali Park visitors.

Grizzly bear near Toklat Ranger Station. (Photo by Kent Miller)

However, Denali is a National Park, not a zoo. The wildlife is wild, revealing itself in brief, unpredictable and often far-away glimpses.

Caribou near the Park road between Toklat and Polychrome Pass. (Photo by Kent Miller)

As a Park Ranger, I preferred to focus on the small, everyday stuff all around us. In a subarctic environment, that meant a lot of moss and lichen.

A deep bed of sphagnum moss along the Byer's Lake trail in Denali State Park, 2003.

I’m a firm believer that it’s important to slow down and notice the little things in life.
Little things can change your perspective, and surprise you with unexpected beauty.

Sphagnum moss is fascinating up close.

When you rush through your days, you risk missing the beauty right at your feet.

On every guided Ranger hike, I encouraged Park visitors to slow down and investigate the abundant moss & lichen they might otherwise overlook.

'Old Man's Beard' is a kind of lichen usually found growing on trees.

(So, this would be 'Old Man's Mustache' lichen, then?)

Volunteering with the Park Kennels 3 winters, I had the honor of naming a litter of pups.

Sled dogs are named thematically after Park features such as mountains, rivers & wildflowers. (Photo by Kent Miller)

My choice for a litter theme? (Wait for it…) Lichens!

Dusty, of the Denali Park lichen litter. (NPS photo)

Pixie takes a break during a sled dog demonstration at Park HQ. (NPS photo by Jess O'Connor)

Shadow, enjoying her view from the Wonder Lake Ranger Station. (NPS Photo by Bridget Borg)

For me, learning to enjoy the little things makes all the difference.

17 Days of Green – Andy’s 1st Handknit Hat

My Hubba-Hubby sporting his green knit hat, Vancouver Island, September 2001.


Andy & his 1st handknit hat on the Homer Spit, Alaska, February 2003.

Andy loved his green toque just as much as I loved my green courderoys.

QuinnDog, Andy & me with all our worldly possessions, leaving Alaska, March 2003.

Fixing to fix a flat tire during our epic cross-country move.

My Sweet Man.

He’s a keeper, that’s for sure.