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Back in town

Posted in Art Projects, bike camping, Bikes, camping gear, Culture, The Earth, Wildlife with tags , , , , , , , , , , on August 8, 2013 by A.

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A sunny day in the Fall

Posted in Art Projects, Culture, Day of the Dead, El Rancho with tags , , , , , on September 14, 2011 by A.

El Rancho Updateo

Posted in El Rancho, Spenard, The Earth with tags , , , on May 23, 2011 by A.

Grrrrr.

Posted in ANHC, Bikes, Culture, Day of the Dead, The Body with tags , , , , , , on September 10, 2010 by A.


Meanwhile, back at the ranch.

Posted in Culture, El Rancho, Spenard, The Earth with tags , , , , , , , on August 15, 2010 by A.

Houston, we have a situation.

El Rancho has been audibly cracking for the last week with the mass rain. And there is water seeping out from the kitchen cabinet right next to the stove. It’s coming down from the main wall. I looked in the cabinet with my flashlight, dry. Shit. I guess something got tweaked around in there. If I put my ear to my bedroom wall I can hear the drip.

The Rancho rests on peat bog, logs (no shit, two big ones running the length of both sides of the house) and crumbling cinder blocks. So sensitive to ground changes that sometimes I don’t know if the shaking I feel is the start of an earthquake or a passing truck. The front door sits differently in it’s frame, from summer to winter.

The plumbers have been called. For now I have a towel on the floor. It makes squishing sounds when I step on it. I always feel bad when something goes butt up around here. $$$$ Damn. I know it won’t make me homeless tonight, and someday I have to leave. But I’m not leaving Spenard.

I got all hopeful for a                    second or two.

Did you see the headline in the ADN? “Pebble critics take up arms” “Wow,” I thought “about fucking time.” Oh wait, more pieces of paper waving in the air. More ‘studies’ and ‘hearings’ The only part that made sense was the comment that the fishermen of Dillingham were going to have to teach their children how to fight this deathless beast.

Children of Dillingham, resistance need not be passive. And beware of all outside groups. Like why are those Greenpeace people now working for an oil company?
Because the Color of Money is Green.

Back to Work.
Summer and my Stay-cation is almost over. Back to The Box. I stopped in after coffee today it see if I still have a job. Talked to my co-auditor, she’s worked eight days in a row cus of me. Harsh! I didn’t mean for that to happen. I should do some Sunday shifts for her.

************Situational Update**************

Whew! It wasn’t all that bad. Jimmy the Plumber came over, opened the door of the water heater space. Clicked on his flash light and did a scan. “Your relief valve is leaking, easily fixed.”  Yay! Both Johanna and I had visions of sawing though the bedroom wall. I went for coffee and he was done when I came home. The hardest part was Johanna yelling my name from outside my window. Moan, it’s 8:30 am. When I got home, I lasted about an hour and went back to bed.

It’s still Summer!

Posted in El Rancho, rancho cato with tags , on July 29, 2009 by A.

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How does your garden grow?

Posted in El Rancho with tags , on June 10, 2009 by A.

Seems like all the Alaskan blogers I read are posting pictures of the garden. Be it next to their house, or on a hike. So here’s one from El Rancho Spenardo.

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garden p2 6.10.09The Queen of this realm is not I, but Johanna. Do not let the bucolic looks of El Rancho fool you. She is an aggressive gardener. Brutal really. Death to Dandelions. And she is wining without chemicals! 

It was too hot to ride much today. I’m ok with that. 

Got to do some printing. The proofs are looking good. I will post when the ink dries.