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Julie2Oregon
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# Posted: 24 Mar 2017 18:27
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Has it been snowing up there, Cabi? I was wondering. Just some sporadic rain down here. The sun peeks out sometimes. My snow is almost gone in most places. Thankfully, it melted slowly and the soil absorbed nicely so mud is minimal.
I do have a "pond" near the aspens, though. Froggy symphonies and geese chiming in.  I will miss this. 
I was going to head into town today but nah. I have my pre-op appointment, labs and a CT scan Tuesday so I'll make a day of it with errands. It was snowing on Doak this morning and will likely get icy later.
I've got some awfully pretty rounds of all sizes -- y'all should come by and see if there are some Gary can envision becoming something lovely for you!
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cabingal3
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# Posted: 24 Mar 2017 20:10
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Quoting: Julie2Oregon Has it been snowing up there, Cabi? I was wondering. Just some sporadic rain down here. The sun peeks out sometimes. My snow is almost gone in most places. Thankfully, it melted slowly and the soil absorbed nicely so mud is minimal. julie.we have lots of snow.snowing today.2-5 inches.gars outside making sort of wooden run ways for us to walk on cause of ponds all over.its been sunny and rainy and snowing.all of them to day.[/b
I do have a "pond" near the aspens, though. Froggy symphonies and geese chiming in. I will miss this. [b]oh it is beautiful out for sure.I was going to head into town today but nah. I have my pre-op appointment, labs and a CT scan Tuesday so I'll make a day of it with errands. It was snowing on Doak this morning and will likely get icy later. good luck.we stayed home cause all our snow plow guys are gone or out of commission.i peeked at your roads this morning on odot to see how it was there.u were colder than us this morn.praying all goes well with your health issues.I've got some awfully pretty rounds of all sizes -- y'all should come by and see if there are some Gary can envision becoming something lovely for you!
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cabingal3
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# Posted: 24 Mar 2017 20:12
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hattie i hope your grapevines are ok.
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Julie2Oregon
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# Posted: 24 Mar 2017 21:52 - Edited by: Julie2Oregon
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cabingal3
It will be great to see you two. That's in my "advantages" column of living in kfalls.
I know you're busy and each season brings stuff! I've noticed that as the snow has melted, it's uncovering "work." Hahahaha!
Yep, it was cold here this morning! I waited until well into the afternoon to do some chores.
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cabingal3
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# Posted: 24 Mar 2017 22:18
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Quoting: Julie2Oregon It will be great to see you two. That's in my "advantages" column of living in kfalls. for us too I know you're busy and each season brings stuff! I've noticed that as the snow has melted, it's uncovering "work." Hahahaha! yes my apple trees broke.i duct taped it.gars been out making wooden plank walk ways cause of new snow and water too.for sure.Yep, it was cold here this morning! I waited until well into the afternoon to do some chores.
we were worthless ones today for most of the day.we didnt get up till noon.we didnt get out of our jammmies till about 3.haa haa.whats the point of getting out of them at all.i washed up and just put my jammies right back on .lol.u have a good weekend.hugs cabi
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hattie
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# Posted: 26 Mar 2017 19:57 - Edited by: hattie
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Quoting: cabingal3 would love to see some of the pretty wedding to do's.
Hi cabingal3: I've attached the folder for the wedding invitations we made, the invitations (names, etc. whited out) and the back of the fans. There were lots of fun to make 
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cabingal3
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# Posted: 26 Mar 2017 20:26
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oh hattie.those are so lovely.
good job.
u did a really good job.
thank u.
what an exciting time for ur family.hugs.
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hattie
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# Posted: 27 Mar 2017 01:09
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Thank you cabingal3. Exciting times for the family! We also had our 6th grandson born recently. Six grandchildren and all boys. *LOL* We are truly blessed.
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cabingal3
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# Posted: 27 Mar 2017 01:27
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oh thats wonderful hattie.
i love boys too.
u are blessed.
we just added two girls to our tribe of grands.
we have 13 grands.
wishing u a happy celebration hattie.hugs cabi
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cabingal3
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# Posted: 13 Apr 2017 11:06
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beautiful morning.
sliver frosty moon on one side.
sun coming up on the other side.
i was out early trying to get some photos of the beautiful morning.
feeling so blessed even if it snowed last nite and i am soooo sick of snow.
the motion lights kept going off and on last evening.think it was a raccoon.saw prints this morn,
seedlings in the cabin window are ready to get in the ground but nope.snow still.grr!
today we are busy.we got an animal trough to use for a raised bed.gary o is building cold frames over the top of them.so we can keep critters out and heat in for raising our veggies.
today i am making granola and also coleslaw.
we are busy with the outdoor cabin life.we love it.so filled with nature.
hugs cabi
wild red currant bush this morn.
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moon this morn
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photo gary o took of this morning.
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little pesky raccoons
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Gary O
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# Posted: 22 Apr 2017 11:22
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We inherited a couple water troughs from a kindly local rancher
Presto
Raised beds
See, here in the high desert, critters love love love gardens.
We’d see deer of a morning, or any time of day actually, and we’d start runnin’ at ‘em, waving, flapping our arms, and yelling.
They’d stop eating for a bit, raise their heads, lettuce bits stickin’ outa their chewing mouths, look at us like, ‘what….in….heck….is wrong with you guys?!’, then commence back to dining.
And
The ground squirrels
It’s a freaking army
We actually watched our green beans sink into the ground, one by one, like in the cartoons.
Seems they are preparing for this year’s feast
Ours are a bit advanced
Their holes are fortified with sticks, like tiny adits.
Well, not this year, you little gluttonous varmits
No
Not this year
Got one more to do before my lady starts playin’ in the dirt
…also, gotta get dirt…soil…gotta get soil
as far as my frame design
See, the ignorant yet not totally steeped in the halfwit gene tend to overbuild
Of which I am their king
It’s an inherent fear of lending anything to chance…or ‘wasting time’ to study.
Home Depoe loves me for it…
y'all keep a fire
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bldginsp
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# Posted: 22 Apr 2017 12:15
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Hmmm... interesting approach. Of course the squirrels might just jump into the trough and live there, with a ready supply of food from those silly humans who keep putting in seeds and watering them.
My overbuild gene set compels me to build concrete walled raised beds with expanded stainless steel panels embedded in the concrete below ground level to keep out the critters.
But that wouldn't stop them climbing over the concrete walls. At least with troughs you can turn them over to flush out the squirrels.
Hey I see snow on the ground in your pics! Did you guys get much snow this year? (snicker snicker)
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Gary O
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# Posted: 22 Apr 2017 12:24
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Quoting: bldginsp Of course the squirrels might just jump into the trough and live there
Once I enclose the ends, they'll have to be a half inch wide to do that
Quoting: bldginsp Hey I see snow on the ground in your pics! Did you guys get much snow this year? (snicker snicker)
It's down to clumps here and there
Still gettin' evening sprinkles
However
shirt off 58°F yesterday
...funny guy
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cabingal3
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# Posted: 24 Apr 2017 10:11
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happy birthday Gary O.
wishing u a most wonderful birthday ever.u old fella.hugs and love.cabi.
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manny
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# Posted: 24 Apr 2017 11:00
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Happy birthday young fellow
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silverwaterlady
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# Posted: 24 Apr 2017 11:11
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Have a beautiful day Gary O.
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bldginsp
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# Posted: 24 Apr 2017 11:39
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Remember Gary- you're not old, you're chronologically challenged.
Wishing you and Cabi health and happiness.
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FishHog
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# Posted: 24 Apr 2017 11:45
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best Wishes Gary. From reading your posts, I suspect your doing exactly what you want to be doing on your Birthday.
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Gary O
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# Posted: 24 Apr 2017 23:59
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Quoting: FishHog I suspect your doing exactly what you want to be doing on your Birthday
did that
aaaaallllll daaaay
Thanks everbody
and a special thanks to my very own cabingal for making a birthday the happiest
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Gary O
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# Posted: 27 Apr 2017 08:22 - Edited by: Gary O
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Our off grid anniversary
We were sourdoughs up until today
April 27 2015
Moved here full time
I think, this our third year, we’re now full fledged sourpusses
We still get our share of visitors, curious folks from when we were townies
Here’s what we now advise;
Stop at the gate
Honk loudly
Sourpusses are hard of responding
Noon is optimal most days
Best to call first
Not that we hover over the phone
Sourpusses, ya know
We’re now committed to saving to buy adjacent properties
Not eatin’ out so much when we go to town
We did, however, buy two T-bones
Thick
Savory
Yummy
Bone gnawing yummy
Next time we may even cook ‘em
So, we inherited this little wash machine from some fellow off grid folks down the path.
Tough, simple, efficient, easy.
Wintertime my lady hand washes (with Zote soap) and puts two pair of socks, two skivvies, and a couple wash cloths on a drying rack I built behind the stove….ever day.
Bigger stuff gets rare attention in winter months.
After spring thaw we strip the bed, toss in the levis, sweaters, flannels, towels, everthing big, in our little washer, then hang stuff outside on tree to tree lines.
Takes a couple days.
Best smellin’ laundry, ever.
Not the manufactured smell from a box.
You folks that hang yer laundry out know what I’m talkin’ about.
Anyway, the little sucker developed a leak in the internal flex hose.
It was pretty much rotten.
I’d taken this thing apart before (why we got it), and discovered it’s not really built to repair.
Psyched myself up, and dedicated the shop to rebuilding the innards if I had to.
The hose fittings are molded on.
Custom diameter
Seems there’s not a huge selection of hoses in Klamath Falls.
What was available was expensive
And not the optimal size
Hose clamps come into play
Needed the hands of a small child
So
Commenced begrudgingly taking everything off, everything, to get at the flanges.
This included taking apart the manifold.
Of which contains an O-ring
Laid everthing out in sequential order
Took pics beforehand (this became crucial the following day)
Slept on it
Yesterday
Put it all back together
The nuts on the hose clamps are three revolutions beyond reason
(I did NOT wanna do this again)
The re-assembly took less time than I’d imagined
Proudly…anxiously set the unit back on the stand on the back porch of the shop.
Hailed my lady to gather a load of laundry.
Stepped back into the shop to put away tools, hose pieces, shop towels, and an O-ring
An O-ring???!!!
A MFGDSB%#@?! O-ring??!!
It really didn’t take that long to re-unassemble the unit and the manifold, reinstall the O-ring, re-assemble everything, and find, retrieve the thrown tools.
The washer is back on line, washing, not leaking
And
Today, I’ll build a stand for the 50 gal container I bought
Gravity feed
Water
Is heavy
Then
Back to putting the finishing touches on the cold frames
The sun shone yesterday
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Gary O
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# Posted: 13 May 2017 20:22
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Ever try to get a hummingbird to exit yer shop?
My top windows do not open.
The windows under them are screened.
Heard a buzzing sound.
Looked up.
First thought it to be a huge moth (critters out here come in large and extra large).
Then noticed its tiny beak/snout banging on the top window.
Tried to gently coax it out with a long board.
It just flew along the ceiling peak, back and forth, banging, then resting.
Once exhausted and clinging to the beams like a bat, the smelt dipping net I’d hung in the rafters became my ‘go to’ tool of choice.
He’s now free
As a bird
In other news;
Saw a pterodactyl come low yesterday, or a large hawk
And yes, it’s snowing
Keepin’ a fire
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NorthRick
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# Posted: 14 May 2017 11:44
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Glad to hear you got him out. We had a chickadee get in our garage and despite leaving the door wide open I could not shoo it out. It eventually died, I presume from dehydration.
Interesting thing about humming birds is that at night they enter a comatose like state called torpor. You can literally pick them up and they won't wake up.
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Gary O
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# Posted: 14 May 2017 23:37
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Quoting: NorthRick Interesting thing about humming birds is that at night they enter a comatose like state called torpor. You can literally pick them up and they won't wake up.
THAT
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interesting
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Gary O
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# Posted: 14 May 2017 23:45 - Edited by: Gary O
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Quoting: NorthRick We had a chickadee get in our garage
We have families of Chickadees
love 'em
cutest little guys
The Nuthatches are almost as cute
both keep us good company most the year
'course the gluttons of the place are these guys
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darz5150
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# Posted: 15 May 2017 00:10 - Edited by: darz5150
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Quoting: NorthRick at night they enter a comatose like state called torpor. You can literally pick them up and they won't wake up.
My ex son in law used to have the exact same symptoms after all day family get togethers.
He is not a hummingbird, and we didn't call it torpor, more like;
stu·por
[ˈst(y)o͞opər]
NOUN
a state of near-unconsciousness or insensibility:
"a drunken stupor"
synonyms: daze · state of unconsciousness · torpor · insensibility · oblivion
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Gary O
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# Posted: 20 Jun 2017 11:01
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I do believe I've already posted a form of this in a thread somewhere here
but
It'll be in the intro page to my next book of our tryst with cabin living
and
as they say
it's not required reading
ahem;
A few years ago a lad from Scotland I’d gotten to know asked me how my Dad was doing, as I’d shared with him Dad’s failings in what turned out to be his final year.
Maybe some of you folks can identify with what I wrote him.
In any event, I feel compelled to put it here.
You see, my Dad was my hero.
Oh, I wasn’t his favorite, but that didn’t matter.
For many years he was God to me, could do no wrong, I hid my wrongs from him.
Sure, as I grew, I saw his faults, but, heh, they were few.
And mine became less as I used him as a life model.
Here’s what I wrote;
He’s a gamer, Rick.
Days ago he was on his death bed.
Chemo and infection was taking him down...quick.
He’s on the rebound.
To where... I have no idea.
I visited him last weekend while he was staying at the rehab center (nursing home).
Didn’t readily recognize him.
No hair
Tiny head
Sunken eyes
Chair stickin’ half way outta the room, lookin’ out into the hall.
He looks like wunna those children with an aging disease.
He really lit up when he saw me.
I immediately felt real bad for not coming sooner.
He got up and scooted his chair back into the room, shuffling, pushing.
He invited me to sit.
There was only one extra chair
I think it had a piece of [censored] smeared on it.
He had some sorta string of dried drool and blood comin’ from his lower lip, ending at his chin.
It made me sick to my stomach to look at him.
My Dad
My finicky Dad
The guy that remained well scrubbed, no matter what he did.
The guy with the weakest of stomachs.
The guy that just couldn’t eat if he thought the cook hadn’t washed his hands.
There he was...disgusting
and so very happy to see me.
I wanted to stay and leave at the same time.
We went on a conversation loop.
He has about ten minutes of thought processing, then it starts all over again.
I grabbed his attention by saying I was thinking about going to church.
He did a feeble punch into the air, and displayed a flash of his tenacious old self, gritting his teeth and smiling with delight.
His old eyes lit up again, then welled, spilling tears as he told me how happy that made him.
Now I was disgusted with myself.
I wanted to cry along with him. I just can’t. It’s not in me.
I hadn’t lied.
I do think about it.
I think about conversation with rabid religionaires, and know why none of it is for me.
It was a visit of diverse emotions.
The nurse’s aide came in.
He questioningly introduced me as his cousin.
Well, in twenty minutes I’d completely muddled what’s left of his blithering mind.
I gave him a slight hug and left him with the aide.
Driving home my thoughts were fixed on him.
What he is
What he once was
What I am
What I’m going to become
I recalled him and his cousin, his brother he never had, and how they talked about their aged parents
There is no fairness
There is just fact
Inescapable inevitable fact
It made me realize my own fallibility
I really don’t want to see him again
I will though
As long as I can make him happy, whether it’s a veiled lie, or just being there, I will see him, hug him, chat with him.
He has earned that...at the very least.
He’s a withered dying old man.
Cancer will take him.
I don’t think I have the guts for this, and what’s next, deteriorating visits
What have we done to think it good to keep my hero existing in his filth with confounded thoughts for as long as medically possible...
The Aleuts know what to do
The long walk and the bonk on the bean.
It’s much more heroic...respectful.
Thanks for asking, kid.
Enjoy thy youth
I started to write more about his last days;
Dad
As I look at you there, a bit shriveled, somewhat vacant eyed, I wonder, wonder why you struggle so.
What’s left for you that’s so precious?
I think about you and me, so many years ago now.
Visiting grampa in the nursing home.
You, yelling in his ear.
Hoping for a sign, a flicker of recognition.
Him, shallow breath. Not moving a muscle.
I can only think that the prevailing reason for the struggle is
the love
of life itself
I have yet to finish this
I will
someday
But
I’ve come to know
The experience around my father
The good years
The latter years
Seeing him drive, hard, for the next goal
Living in the future
Existing in the present
Brought me to a realization
And a recognition
Of a deeper why my lady and I are living in a cabin
Our childhood dreams, yes
But even more so, a more deliberate life
One of immediate reward
Been two years out here
No regrets
Cutting wood today
Gonna be gorgeous
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Just
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# Posted: 20 Jun 2017 17:40
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Lord save us all from a hope tree that has lost the faculty of putting
out blossoms.
Mark Twain
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Gary O
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# Posted: 21 Jun 2017 22:19
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Quoting: Just Lord save us all from a hope tree that has lost the faculty of puttingout blossoms.Mark Twain
You didn't git old by accident, Sir Just
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Gary O
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# Posted: 23 Sep 2017 11:00
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Howdy
Been awhile
How y'all doin?
Been the summer of the roof
I
Hate
Building
Roofs (rooves?)
Needful things they are
Nothing redeemable though
No beauty
Ugly can happen, however, and rather easily
The aged RV was first
Didn’t care to erect a garage
Not worth the investment
Designed a light web like structure (engineering marvel) of 2x2s to just rest on the beast
Laid metal on that
Plan on nylon rope (maybe) to hold down what could become a metal sail if the perfect storm happens
Will install soffits in a bit
May just screw them with bolts to the trailer roof frame
Heh, the thing now looks like it’s wearing some sorta party hat
for it’s last hurrah
Moved on to the well house
I contended with a short hut like structure for two winters
Built it in a rush tween building the second (main) cabin
Of which was a real rush to have a place to live
This winter I will;
stroll inside
switch propane tanks
fire up the genny
draw water
all while standing fully erect (much like modern man)
I’ve come to the conclusion our sea container is gonna be a long living unsightly fixture in my forest haven, so decided to use it for wunna the walls
Anyway, I’m not thrilled with it
But not entirely unhappy, either
Used cedar fencing for board and bat siding
before staining;
Found the 'door handle' hiding in a kindling pile
Zipped off a flat to fit snuggly on the door
hit it in places with the dremel flap wheel
Fits nice in the hand
In a nutshell, this aged critter has toiled most the summer with regard to winter, and with dogged determination to completely rid any forest feng shui I’ve been able to retain up to this point
Next
A ‘thing’ that will keep snow off the truck while mothballed for winter
Maybe a crude A frame ‘roof’ (there’s that word again)
Maybe a hoop affair
Whatever it is, it’s not gonna cost much and will be easily torn down come spring
Tired
Quite tired
And sore
And happy
Next summer, a roof for the container
Our third winter here is looming
What we’ve come to know is there will be surprises
Used to think one day we’d know what to expect
Now we know to expect the unexpected
Winds with gusts of 80 mph
Snows of 4 to 5 feet
Even rain
Then wind again to make sure a tree will take out whatever one just built
Then deep freezes of -40°F
One does what one considers necessary
Just to get a fair chance
It all has become our entertainment
Our episodes
Our own versions of Naked and Afraid;
Heavily Clothed and Apprehensive
Getting to be a veritable compound
Not gonna be another structure here
Until we buy the bordering parcels
Then
The main house
Less than 600 sf
Wrap around deck, some of it screened porch
Edge of the meadow
My last build
Gonna take my sweet time
Live edge trim
Hobbit tones here and there
Window hell
Keep a fire
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Borrego
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# Posted: 23 Sep 2017 11:30
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I love the way you write my friend,
it seems as though I know you, although I know that I do not...
The previous writings about your Pops made me think a bit, we are all heading there at a rapid pace it seems at times
Makes me more determined to wrestle every single bit of joy out of this old life as much and as often as I can.....
Good work at yer place, reminds me of mine (except I am in the desert, but they're much the same anyway
Your season is wrapping up just as we are getting ready to head out to our paradise next week to clean out the cabin and start another season of wonder. I too have much work in store....as you said, I always end the days tired and happy, odd combination.......
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