Oh June, you dramatic bastard. You have asserted yourself soundly in just two days.
June means salmon in southeast Alaska which starts with anxious prepping and waiting followed by furious working and money making (and some slapstick pratfalls).
When I turn the lead-weighted calendar page past May, I kick into an imbedded trick calendar that lasts until the end of September when real life begins again. (This is also when I stop wearing hats and hoodies every day.) But before I say goodbye to all things social and moderately intelligent, I want to remember a smattering of wonderful things such as…
April snowflakes on salmon berries…
And whiskers on sea lions…
Veggie tortas from the taco truck…
And creative house numbers…
Wild greens that grow in my shipping crate raised beds…
(These are a few things I like very much.)
Forget-me-nots and cement flowers…
And harbor sunsets…
Views from my front stoop and slash and burning Spruce trees…
When the seiners set, when the tenders deliver, when I’m feeling sleep-deprived….I simply…
Okay okay. I will set the wine glass down and stop spinning around my bedroom like a drunken Julie Andrews in a quick-tied bed sheet skirt. But srsly – I dig all of these things very much. As for you, June, we’ll tangle again tomorrow.
Ahoy there Jessie,
I have been checking in on you to see what is afloat, on a most daily basis.
Nice website and great pic’s.
Re: gasgb says: “Privy Characteristics”…. I am old enough to relate to that and can tell you they were built with one and two holers, and many frenzied folks asserted themselves SOUNDLY in many a privy. I have heard, Crabs can make you tender. Jackson
more posts please!