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Sometimes you just gotta ask yourself what sort of society comes up with this…this…well, merda*. For the prurient readers of my blog, I apologize most sincerely.  I racked my brain and there was no other word that captured the nature of … Continue reading →

Sometimes Nature gives you a gift. In this case, it was an eggplant we immediately christened Mr. Happy. Some genetic switch went off before its appointed time and Mr. Happy was born. We purchased Mr. Happy for the exact same … Continue reading →

Normally I am a still life sorta guy…pictures of things. This week I took the 80-200mm lens to the market and thought I would shoot some people for a change, given the number of interesting faces at the market. It … Continue reading →

There’s a trailer park next to the shop, and it’s a sort of Boulevard of broken dreams.  It is owned by an elderly woman who’s husband, an old friend of my late father-in-law, died a few months ago. A few … Continue reading →

Dances With Logs shows off his j-stroke. The second day of the staff retreat was a smaller, more dedicated group.  A few of the staff went to hit the king salmon run on the Sheboygan River, which is a rare … Continue reading →

This is the third year we’ve closed the shop for a few days to get together with the Rutabaga staff and have our Watercolors retreat.  For the past two we’ve driven up north to New Auburn (pronounced “Nawburn” for those … Continue reading →

I started cleaning up the gear.  This is about a third of it.  Things I noted immediately: I have too many throwbags.  But you can never have too many throw bags. I have too many dry bags.  But you can … Continue reading →

The Crazy Goat says you must eat chevre. The Piccolo Man.  Fall mums. Simple and direct marketing. Veggies.  The Hmong farmers are masterful merchandisers. Good banjo music from a nice, friendly kid. Weston Antique Apples.  Varieties seldom seen. Stephanie cozies … Continue reading →

I could probably hollow this out and move in.  This was three feet from the bikepath.  Hundreds of middle school kids probably walk past this thing every day: it’s a miracle it survived. Puffballs (Calvatia gigantea) are actually decent eating … Continue reading →

It seems like in the canoe world there’s nothing new under the sun.  Pointy at both ends…check.   Other than that, canoes don’t change much, and that’s not such a bad thing.  Otherwise you get this. Anyway, Jon found a guy … Continue reading →