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Firestarter
I experimented with making firestarter today. First, I filled the cups of a cardboard egg carton with dryer lint, scraps of paper, and wood debris from the bottom of my firewood box. Then I...
The Last Pole
I peeled the last pole in a set of forty today. I cut them for the longhouse next spring. It should be a party. ...
Winter Picnic
OK, technically December 3rd is still fall, but the day was short and it was cold. ...
Seasonal Features
March 2016 ...
Master Link
Here's an old trick for keeping the clip in place on your master link. Yes, I know you can form an endless chain using a riveted link and not worry about losing a clip. But for those of us who prefer the flexibility afforded by a clipped master link, the old school...
Good Morning
1/31/26 6:00 40F (4.4C) Calm, cloudy, dry. It is a dark morning. Niether moon nor stars can pierce the cloud cover. The only light comes from the glare of the neighbor's paranoid light. Walter has returned from his tour of the perimeter. The rooster crowing...
Good Morning
1/30/26 7:30 40F (4.4C) Calm air, fog, not raining. Yesterday it rained all day. Not hard, but persistently. Wood smoke hung on the ground, clinging to the trees and pooling in the low spots and swales in the orchards, mixing with the light fog....
Good Morning
1/29/26 6:30 34F (1C) Cloudy and raining. It is a sodden, drizzly morning. Even the owl, calling through the darkness, sounds wet.
Good Morning
1/28/26 6:15 28F (-2.2C) Dark, silent, cold, with a thin overcast and light freezing rain. The deck is pimpled with ice. Only a couple stars pierce the gloom. I am anticipating a trip to the dentist with some trepidation. Good morning. ...
Good Morning
1/27/26 6:30 24F (-5.5C) Dim, thin overcast, no wind. It is a quiet morning. Frozen and icy. If there were more light, it would sparkle. I can smell the cold ash of last night's fire. Walter Dawg is on watch. A silent sentry, his shadowed form backlit by the...
