At the base of Wolf's Head Mountain rests the small native fishing
village called Klama Bay. The community nestles in one of the many
coves along the jagged Washington coast, its weather-worn houses
blending in perfectly with the gray sandy beaches hugging it.
While her husband is tending to the fishnets and "drifting" up
and down the long winding Klama River, Jessie slowly, carefully, hangs
out the last batch of wash, consisting of slightly off-white towels