Petersburg

Poor Fred wasn’t able to do some of the maintenance chores he like to do because of his injured finger. I won’t be able to take the stitches out for another week. I have been having some trouble hearing recently and we are sure it is just a wax in the ear thing. It isn’t getting any better. A really well kept gill netter came in and docked next to us. The name of the boat was Norsemen and he had a good haul of pink salmon. They were beautiful. As he was handing them down from his boat to a friend with a wheelbarrow I leaned over the rail and held my arms out. I told him just one would be fine. We all laughed… Later this afternoon he calls Fred over and hands him two beautiful salmon fillets. Unfortunately I hadn’t baked recently and we had no goodies to give him in exchange (although he didn’t ask for anything).