Science! Psuedo-science! Nature! Art! Nonsense!
February 7, 2026
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This bridge get a workout at least twice a year for the winter solstice and the summer solstice. About every ten years it needs a facelift. Fortunately, it was designed to last and to be repaired.
This bridge was built by Tony and Claudio. Ten years ago it was resurfaced the first time.
One of the posts was replaced as well.
This year, Augostin did the work—a great winter project.
All ready for the solstice revelers.
February 7, 2026
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All dressed up and nowhere to go.
December 25, 2025
In the beginning there was eggnog.
Then there was fire.
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Firefighting. Sir, this is not a restroom.
Music with Gina
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Linus plays the fiddle
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Music with Allan
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In the end there is scrounging.
2025 was a big iteration with over 100 guests who arrived in three waves. Lots of music in two shifts. An excellent way to turn the sun…together.
December 23, 2025
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The dogs have the right idea
December 23, 2025
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After all that prep, it’s time for a feat. Leiden’s first thanksgiving.
It all starts bright and early.
Family gathers
The long table is set.
The turkey comes out of the oven.
Feast time.
Sweet tooth between generations.
Winding down
Final fire
December 23, 2025
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November 11, 2025
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November 10, 2025
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Drama in the autumn.
Delta was 20 minutes.
November 10, 2025
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The reason we don’t burn fires in the kitchen unless it is under 40 is because it takes so much work to move the wood around. First you saw it up. Then you move the bog logs. Then you season it. Then you split it. Then you stack it. Then it moves from the res she to the porch. Finally it ends up in the kitchen on fire.
There are several cords in the red shed in a double stack up to the ceiling. Time for winter.
