We've grown kinda attached to our dockmates. One man, we have named "Wilson" for blog purposes, has been particularly endearing. He offers pearls of wisdom on a daily basis. He owns a 27' sailboat in the slip next to us. He is all the crusty mirth one would hope for in a neighbor! Wilson loans us all kinds of stuff: lines, ladders, polish, twine, tools.
He has even taken up our battle with the FINCHES! Can you believe it!?! The finches made a new nest in our sail!!!!! This would be the 3rd nest! Count them. Three.
We're afraid we've created a monster. Are they like homing pigeons? I think it is time to get the sparkly used car saleman lot flags! What did you call them, Captain V?