Is it only Tuesday?

After all the excitement has died down it’s back to the regular busy not crazy busy here. The media have been covering the happy ending for the local fishermen and as the full story is revealed it was an extremely close call for them.

The rhythm of routine is reestablished though and the Capt is back out on his way to retrieve his gillnets tonight courtesy of a neighboring fisherman. If this is what you do, then you do it I’m told by another fisherman.

The youngest daughter and her boyfriend have just provided her father and I with a private fireworks display this evening. They set it off on the beach below the house and we watched from the bedroom window. When I was asking him if we seemed that young the first summer we were dating as we were just their age now, mister says “well, we sure didn’t waste our money on fireworks, we didn’t have that much” but I reminded him that in 1974 it wasn’t even legal for us to buy them.