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Well…

I mentioned this to the missus, but I wasn’t actually motivated enough to actually do it before her curiosity got the best of her. So off she went.

She shared a picture that looks identical to what I took with the LED bulbs, and all I have is her word that it is a different picture, with the Edison bulbs. She says they’re dimmer, which isn’t something she usually complains about. But she says they’re pretty hot, and she’s not sure that’s a good idea next to a wooden wall.

🤔

I’m still a ways off from showtime.

I really like the Edison light vibe/warmth. Maybe a lower watt candelabra bulb (pic)..? I’ll have to try a couple different types. Shooting for that “ole’ time-y” glow off of the T/G paneling. I’m adding a rheostat for the sconces and the flush mount lights (LED) in the hall.

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Our sconces have rheostats.😉

And I fully agree about 'the glow'. It's a thing. I have an Edison bulb in an FJ40 hubcap lamp in the living room of the guest house that hangs from an FJ40 connecting rod. I use it as a reading lamp when I'm resting on the futon
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I have gravitated to antique and rustic my whole life. And as far as 'the glow', my parents were horrified that one of my early purchases as an adolescent was a kerosene lamp. Beautiful golden glow. This was about 3 years after the huge Sylmar earthquake of ‘71, and all they could think of was the house burning down. Their house, their rules, they confiscated it.☹️

When my mom moved out of that house in 2018, my wife and I went through it a day or two before the realtor's open house. Lo and behold, in the back corner of the garage was my lamp! It currently sits on the corner of my computer desk in the office, waiting for me to decide on the exact right place to re-light it.😉
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I’m of the personality type that will ricochet off of a conversation/idea. 😁

The oil/kerosene lamps have been a part of landscape on the property from the beginning. I have three of the Aladdin model B’s, Washington Drape pattern, put back in storage waiting. They give off an amazing amount of light especially if you use a snap-on mantle (similar to a mantle on a Coleman lantern). You can still purchase the glass chimneys new. The last one I built out of pieces and spare parts.

PICS for ref only: I don’t have the globe base rings. The globe does help diffuse the light.


Our sconces have rheostats.😉

And I fully agree about 'the glow'. It's a thing. I have an Edison bulb in a hubcap lamp in the living room of the guest house that hangs from a 40 connecting rod. I use it as a reading lamp when I'm resting on the futon

I have gravitated to antique and rustic my whole life. And as far as 'the glow', my parents were horrified that one of my early purchases as an adolescent was a kerosene lamp. Beautiful golden glow. This was about 3 years after the huge Sylmar earthquake, and all they could think of was the house burning down. Their house, their rules, they confiscated it.☹️

When my mom moved out of that house in 2018, my wife and I went through it a day or two before the realtor's open house. Lomand behold, in the back corner of the garage was my lamp! It currently sits on the corner of my computer desk in the office, waiting for me to decide on the exact right place to re-light it.😉

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Like the edison bulbs…. blends old school cool with modern day convenince !!! Kind a like having a Traegar in place of the old school offset smoker.
 
Local superstitions and fire pit legends…


My “neihbor” down the road called me one afternoon out of the blue. “Chuck” is an old Vietnam Navy man. Sort of a no nonsense personality, direct and straightforward. Mrs Chuck is a horse person who rides all over the country. Our land connects and she rides on my property sometimes. She keeps an eye on the place. Anyway, he calls one day.

Chuck: “Can you see pictures on your phone”?

Me: “Sure, what’s up?

Chuck: “ I’m going to send you some pictures”

Me: “Sure, send em”.


These pics were taken <50 yds from the Meade Hall Porch. The story that came with the pics goes something like this:

Mrs Chuck was out riding one morning. Decided to take the shortcut home and used a short right of way that connects the two properties. A few yards into the ride her horse starts acting up, gets fidgety, starts balking then refuses to go any further.

Mrs Chuck dismounts, tethers the horse and starts looking for what she thinks will be a dead animal of some sort. She gets up toward what I call a “weep”. It’s really not a spring, but it stays wet for no good reason, other than it can. Winding up out of the hollow on her left is a game trail. Just across from the trail she finds the print in the mud.

Deciding the long way home wasn’t such a bad choice after all, she beats feet on a now willing horse to find Chuck.

Thinking his Mrs had run on to a large bear track, he agrees to investigate and grabs his tape measure. Arriving at the weep he snaps these pics and calls me.


Chuck: “what’d ya reckon made that print”

Me: “Nothing I’ve ever seen. Looks like the d@mn things got five toes! Don’t see any claw marks either”.

Chuck: “I stood next to it on one foot and barely made a dent in the mud” (see pic) (Chuck’s weighs in at about 200lbs)

Me: “What’s your Mrs think”?

Chuck “ She thinks she’s done riden’ for the day”.

I’m not making any claims as to the identity of the owner of that print. You can draw your own conclusions. But I will say, I’ve thought a great deal about it at 0530 walking through the persimmon grove in route to my stand. I also like to talk about it around the fire pit after the sun goes down. New hunters get a little less talkative after hearing the story and looking at the pictures. One or two have even decided that they prefer afternoon hunts over predawn treks through the woods. 🫤

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Saw a big guy clear as day standing about 30yds or so away from me through the 2nd growth when I was in 2nd grade in the PNW. One of my favorite time void fillers is listening to cryptid podcast stories. There are some absolutely rad ones and there are absolutely awful ones. Would be pleased to read your honest beliefs and personal experiences on the topic in another thread, if you care to share.
 
Saw a big guy clear as day standing about 30yds or so away from me through the 2nd growth when I was in 2nd grade in the PNW. One of my favorite time void fillers is listening to cryptid podcast stories. There are some absolutely rad ones and there are absolutely awful ones. Would be pleased to read your honest beliefs and personal experiences on the topic in another thread, if you care to share.


Salt Fork State Park, Guernsey County OH is just north of me. It’s the epicenter for things that leave you scratching your chin.

I’ve probably watched some of the same vids you mentioned. It’s a fascinating subject. You can’t ignore some of the accounts. I think the PNW is the designated PO Box for the North American species.
 
Back on the chain gang.

Cold temps and snow kept us at bay for a few days. Back on the hill and making progress. Although, I had to take a step backwards. When I framed in the bathroom door it was for a 36” door. As I recall, I’d planned on a 21 (Depth) vanity. After making a correction for a last minute rethink on the layout, the vanity tried to impose its will on the door. Had to move the door about 3” to the left and shrink down the opening to 32”. Not too much trouble with the reciprocating saw, my new favorite tool.

Door resized and sheeting added.

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I’ve been called a lot of things in the past, never a carpenter.

The trim work makes or breaks a project. OCB and the hired gun are turning out the cedar trim. I’m in the back making sawdust removing old windows. Worked out well for everybody..😎

I’ll hit the windows and trim with a water based urethane. That will bring out the natural tints in the cedar and give it a nice contrast to the pine.

Coming up on the “Jump Run” for wall color. I’ve put together a few front runners for consideration. Probably pick up a few of the samples and do a side by side. One more day of turning big lumber into little lumber and this room is a wrap waiting on paint.

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Imma fan of Big Ass Fans

Fans up.

66” of wind whippin’ PRC ingenuity.

Blades pull the brown/red hues out of the pine. On the test run I had to shut it down off of high. Felt like the hurricane anchors were starting to give way. 😉 six speeds. Perfect on low and slow.

Edit: light came with a built in rheostat. 👍🏻

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“The pessimist complains about the wind; the optimist expects it to change; the realist adjusts the sails”.


Couldn’t make it out in the County Friday. Windstorm downed the power lines up the valley. At 0800 spoke with a lineman who was on site at 0200. Best guess on his part for reopening the road was “Sometime later today”.

Scratch one day of work..🤬

It’s going to be Monday before we get back on the hill. Taking the chainsaw just in case. Probably going to be the last work day for a bit. Holidays, FL prep and the return of the Queen are going to take up the lions share of my discretionary time and income..😁

During the lull, OCB may start the rough-in for the bathroom and laundry facilities.
 
“The pessimist complains about the wind; the optimist expects it to change; the realist adjusts the sails”.

Pessimist: the glass is half empty.

Optimist: the glass if half full.

Management consultant: Looks like you have twice as much glass as you need!
 
Pessimist: the glass is half empty.

Optimist: the glass if half full.

Management consultant: Looks like you have twice as much glass as you need!
Me: who drank half my drink?
 
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OCB and a FoMoCo diesel.

I was on my way out in the county this AM. Received a call from OCB. We had two trees down. No worries, a Stihl chainsaw, sporting a 16” bar, was tucked away in the bed of the Tundra and I was headed East. Normally OCB has the patience of Job. He needs that kind of patience working with me 😁. This AM, I guess he was in no mood to wait. Before I could crest the ridge line with the Stihl, OCB was putting his F250 to task. He was able to use a snatch strap and a length of chain to persuade the deadwood off the access road.

Gotta love the low down grunt of a Ford diesel.

Goods news, there’s more easily accessible fire wood lying beside the trail. 🪵 That’s a total of four trees waiting for the wood splitter. Gotta feed the pit.

Short day and short handed. OCB was busy on the outlets and switches while I went on a downed limb patrol. I collected enough wood to light a warning beacon of Gondor. 👈🏻 (Nod to the Tolkien nerds). By all accounts it was a righteous wind. Setting perched up on top of the hill has its pluses and minuses. At its best, there’s usually a gentle breeze. At its worst, the hills act like a reducer and pushes the wind up the valley with an attitude.

All six of my newly planted fruit trees made it through unscathed. 👍🏻 No damage to the Meade Hall or Lil’ cabin.

Meade Hall Meanderings: These are the mini tasks that take up time. They’re not big sexy swings of the hammer but necessary in order ease into full scale opulence with electricity. Flushable facilities are on deck, coming winter/spring of 2026.

After the limb patrol, I started on some 2x6 bracing for the Mini-Split which will sit perpendicular to the Grand Hallway.

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