Ketchup cleans up!
Cleaning the tarnished brass treasures from the stables with a bath of ketchup. The results are pretty awesome.
Cleaning the tarnished brass treasures from the stables with a bath of ketchup. The results are pretty awesome.
A driveway repaving project becomes a replace-the-main-water-line project, and I’m on day two without water.
Agent Smith slowly makes the garage more useful, including a small, brightly lit work area along the back wall.
It’s been just a tad windy this weekend. Who wants to be a kite?
Busy behind the scenes: cleaning up the website, cutting plugins and trackers, and writing about recent projects.
Tony, our new 1990 Hesston 80-75 tractor, arrives, and day one includes a trip to the vet for Happy. He’s fine.
The dry rot is fixed, and we’re no longer in danger of a large section of the house falling down.
Treasures from the stable cleanout: table saws, a barber chair and a hoard of solid brass knickknacks under the bird guano.
My grandmother’s old kitchen table and chairs, finally refinished and in our kitchen.
Why there have been few updates: Stega has been very ill. Plus, we have a logo!
How we finally found the best mattress, after years of sore backs.
Time-lapse videos of the west wall, plus a feral tabby hunting gophers and other Easter eggs.
Time-lapse videos of the south wall from the great wall project.
Mills Custom Homes tackles the dry rot, a very sturdy Ace bandage rather than a final solution.
Step one of dealing with the dry rot: documenting just how bad it is around the house.
A leaky sewer line under the house and a pool equipment tap that blew out like a cannon.
Cleaning out the last of the stables, the tack room and the office, under a giant quantity of bird crap.
We killed our Facebook page for PAWDF as it was rather redundant.
The third stall was chock full of nursery pots that tumbled out when you opened the door. The stable cleanout continues.
Clearing out the stables, starting with the left-side stalls and the junk the previous owners left inside.
More images that have been collecting dust, including the wood chipper and plans for a bigger garden outside my office.
Moving to an M-W-F posting schedule, and a roundup of orphaned photos from forgotten projects.
We’re battling mice and have caught close to a dozen in two months, plus more food stashes.
A new roof for the stables, built from railroad ties, telephone poles and old warehouse beams, buys us time to decide its future.
The courtyard’s lights came from a road in Pasadena, and changing their bulbs takes a rented cherry picker.
