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“The forest was shrinking but the trees kept voting for the axe, for the axe was clever and convinced the trees that because his handle was made of wood, he was one of them.” - Turkish Proverb

Greetings all,

It’s been a couple of weeks since we last met. We have been busy and have been unable to catch up with ‘ya’ll (see I’m all southern and shit). Don’t make me bust out the “bless your heart”.

Lets start with The boy:

Some of you are old enough to remember this…..

Too soon? I don’t think so.

Apparently he had to learn the hard way that gasoline and brush piles don’t mix. I guess it flashed bigger than shit and got him in the hands. And the eyebrows.

Luckily the burns aren’t too serious, and he will heal without too much scarring. And I will tell ya’ll to just remember the jokes some of you made about me when I had my hand accident (”I’ve got your nose”) before you get all Foghorn Leghorn on me, ok.

Remember, they write songs & books about 18 year old men for a reason.

Next: Me.

For those of you who didn’t know (or care), I just got back last Thursday from a trip to Seattle for work. And…by are my arms tired. I do this every few months to put out fires and deal with issues in person. For those of you filling out the bingo card at home, yes, that means that The Wife had to deal with “Senior Del Fuego” without me around. This is why she drinks. I drink because of the rest of them. And him. And her.

But seriously, it was a decent trip. I got to see my Uncle and my Brother from another mother. I ended up hanging out with Nate on the weekends, per usual. I mean it’s better than hanging out in a hotel in Renton trying not to get into trouble right? I don’t need anymore legal issues.

We spent one night in the Olympic National Park up at altitude. It was epic. Not like millennial “OMG totally epic”….. no Like this epic.

I got up early and had my coffee watching the mountains and the world come to life.

Work was…..work. Ya know, ya do it because you get paid. Know what I mean? Straight up gun for hire…like this guy

Or maybe this guy

You want me working for you….not against you, know what I mean?

On the way home I got stuck in Denver for like 4 hours because the plane broke. And, the next plane broke. Seriously. The third plane was able to make it, but the brakes most certainly need attention. But, I got to hang out with this guy…

I guess we were on the same flight to Springfield. We were sitting in the Sweetwater pub at the airport and he was putting them back yo. I mean…good Lord, slow down Hoss. Believe it or not, he actually acts like that in real life. Kept calling me “daddy”. Seriously. Wanted to be my “seat buddy”. Unfortunately we had like way different seats. Damn, I guess I don’t get to “me too” him when I get old and run out of money. So much for that retirement plan.

The summer is still hot here. Like OMG hot some days. I’ll have gratuitous garden pictures next week, but suffice it to say that we are picking fruit daily now. I have three+ gallon bags of tomatoes right now. When we hit 5, we will can.

We started working on the “butler pantry” this week. New walls, and the canning jar shelves go in tomorrow. Or Friday. Here’s some pics of the work so far.

As usual, there is quite a mess to clean up while working on projects. I’ve officially seen it all now. Some folks simply should not be allowed within 15 yards of tools. Or electricity.

Here, take a look at FarmDog©

She is always good for a click or two….

Until next week…have a good week ya’ll, don’t let The Man get you down. Here is this weeks Salty meme.