THE EPISTLE: 2025

June, 2025

Road trip!

Last month I wrote that we would be visiting daughter Mandy and family outside of Munich in Germany. We had a great time as usual and enjoyed dining at different beer gardens with their friends.

Some of the higher end restaurants around here offer sunshades for their customers' cars so they can keep them cool when they return.

Pre departure swim

The transition

Here we go again. Empty our fridge and freezer and get an Uber to the airport, about an hour away for a two hour check in before the flight. Problem is, at the last minute our Uber driver tells us, as is frequently the case in France, the taxi drivers are on strike and are blocking all access roads to the airport. Prudence called for a 6-hour window to give us the best chance to make the flight, and even then, he had to drop us off 1 mile away for us to walk the rest of the way with our roll on as no vehicles could approach the terminal.

It was a great way to start a 9-hour flight in addition to a 6-hour time change to Philadelphia to be treated to a 6-hour layover there for our flight to Syracuse NY. Once we landed, the airport was short staffed, so another half hour’s wait was in order to park the plane, a mere 50 feet from where we stopped. After spending the night nearby, Janice had lined up a chemo treatment and we were on our way home.

Arriving at our friend’s home who gave us our initial ride to the island, (all our boats are out of the water for the winter season) he discovered that his boat battery was dead. After a good recharging we were on our way to an island with no running water, (think toilet, sinks, dishwasher and washing machine) and all outdoor furniture filling every interior space. OH, and a big storm had knocked out our internet, TV reception and house phone. I know, I know, by now you are thinking “ I am so glad I don’t live on a stupid island!”

Within a day or two I was preparing our pontoon boat to launch in the water. It is shrink wrapped for the winter to keep snow, ice and rain off of it. And most critters. As I removed the plastic wrap I discovered that a racoon had managed to pry an opening, moved in rent free and had its way with our boat. I was facing 172 square feet of poop all over the upholstery and every square inch of the entire boat. I spent two days cleaning feces with mostly great success except for the 3 holes in the fabric he made.

Best of all, was after an hour of cleaning I lifted the protective cover over one of the seats and out jumps Mr. Racoon, the size of a medium sized dog, scampering off before my very eyes.

The torn upostery is scheduled for surgery shortly.

A few days later, all was up and running, flowers planted, and we are thinking “ Thank God we live on an island! “ It is SO worth it! We would NEVER want to do anything differently.

Fathers day

So its father's day. Every year, I get cards from one of my daughters for all occasions. She has found a source for cards that is simply outrageous. They are always gut splitting funny, so I look forward to all of them. I couldn't help myself, so I looked up the company that makes them as these are not your Hallmark variety. They could come from the "Sisters of Perpetual Indulgence" as some are beyond inappropriate.

Here was this year's funny one. :)

Finally

Over the years travelling throughout Europe, we have visited several WWII gravesites. Each is quite impressive and moving in its own way, from Omaha Beach in Brittany, Draguignant near us on the Riviera or Vimi East of Paris. There are many more all over Europe to visit. This one is high on our list.

May, 2025

And the hits just keep on coming...

Just before we left California in February, we had some major (read expensive) work done around the house. Re roofing of the house and workshop, re-sealing a 600-foot-long driveway and 3000 sq ft parking area and a build of a 160-foot-long cement block retaining wall. When we got here, we were finishing the pool and landscaping project when we got word that we needed to re-roof the villa also.

First part of the roof being stripped

Abject poverty is forcing us to put off our planned trip to visit Scotland to next year.

Meanwhile

Island friends were stopping off in Cannes while on a cruise, so we meet them for lunch and took them to walk the red carpet of the world-famous Cannes Film Festival.

Meanwhile, we took a quick tour of villa Rothchild on Cap Ferrat.

Then, we had friends Keith and Lisa flying in from Florida for a short visit. Great guests, we have deployed together with Team Rubicon on national operations.

THE POOL

The pool? What pool? Oh! THAT pool! You mean the one I have been yammering about for the past 3 years? Yes, it's done. As in, really really done. As in the fat lady has sung, showered and left the stadium done. Minor landscaping is still in the works, but very minor stuff left to do.

Submerged beach in the foreground, ocean view in the background.

Firepit on upper terrace

As I write this on May 15th, we are off to Manching, Germany today to visit daughter Mandy's family. We first drove to Milan, Italy, then visited Cape Di Ponte, Valdamonica. This is one of the largest collections of petroglyphs in the world.

These are 9000 years old, from the copper and bronze age. A World Heritage Site, it is number 140 on our list of visited sites in 38 countries. Next was a drive through Austria on our way to Germany. We will surely have more to report on next month.

#4 and the "T" word

An important report this month, identified California now being the fourth largest economy (Gross Domestic Product) in the world. That is, if California were a country, it would now be ahead of India, now #5. Just imagine how much better it would be doing if the voters had only listened to me in our last governors election.

Moving around regularly, we are often asked how Americans feel about Trump. Now don't get your panties caught in a bunch, I am not going to pontificate about politics. Less your blood begins to boil, I will not mention the ''T'' word again. I make a point of never revealing my political inclinations so that no one would ever know if I am a clear-thinking Conservative or a Liberal Democrat. The point here, is that no one can speak for a whole country, as it is obvious there are many who favor the president (after all, he did get elected) as well as a number of folks who are not fans, perhaps including you. We find ourselves surrounded by European and Canadian friends and family who are not fans, so as Americans we tread carefully and with sensitivity while many sleep securely under our country's nuclear umbrella.

While attending service recently, our pastor decided to introduce us as Americans who spend part of the year here. The congregation immediately broke out in spontaneous applause, which is not typically done in a church. I couldn't figure out if it was for Janice putting up with me, or because of my simple wonderfulness. Being Americans here has clearly not caused us any grief.

In our country's international relationships, just as in our personal relationships, when one party feels the need to recalibrate things, the other is likely to wonder why, since things seem to be just fine as they are for them. Clearly, this will cause a period of turmoil until a 'new normal' is worked out which both sides can live with. It's time to put your drinking pants on and to not run around with your hair on fire. How's that for being diplomatic?

We are just two weeks away from returning to our island in Canada. We sure hope we are not met with bows and arrows.

Finally...

In our recent travels we came across this display on the side of the freeway. No matter how bright the vehicle colors and flashing warning lights are, people regularly plow into these highway maintenance vehicles - at full speed - parked on the side of the road doing maintenance. This display of over a dozen of them is to make the point to drivers to wake up and pay attention.

April, 2025

Incoming!

They were rather fond of the little red one

This month we invited granddaughter Kayla from Oregon to visit, and mom (daughter Cassie) decided to join her. Different people and generations have different interests and ideas in what they want to see and do so we try to roll with the punches.

Cassie in the mediedeval village of St Paul De Vence

Watching the snowcapped French Alps in the distance

This is 16-year-old granddaughter Kayla taking her first driving lesson in France, starting with learning how to park behind a large supermarket.

This year we will have had a plethora of visitors during our season here and we try our best to get the weather gods to cooperate and make it a memorable visit. This being the spring and the rainy season, we are not always successful. They left with a great experience under their belts, so the visit was a winner.

Island friends were stopping off in Cannes while on a cruise, so we met them for lunch and took them to walk the red carpet of the world-famous Cannes Film Festival.

Meanwhile, we had a little time to have friends over and get a little more work done around our pool project. It is a lot like being in the army. A lot of 'hurry up and wait'. Nothing happens for quite a while, then a ton happens quickly. Currently, we are in the 'a lot happens quickly' phase. If we don't have a "TA-DA!" picture next month, I will shoot them all. That is just a figure of speech, people, please don't call the police saying I am threatening violence.

It is nice when we have exciting things to report but alas, a lot happens that is somewhat less than completely exciting even if they are important. Like the roof repair to stop a leak. This month, we planted and ran drip irrigation to 65 bamboo trees as well as to a number of massive pots. As seen below, we started the preparation to lay our artificial turf but it won't be done today. Various landscaping is in the works but it won't be finished today. Do you see a pattern here? A lot of gonna's but not done today!

Bamboos along our exterior wall

One of these days, we maybe swimming

Meanwhile, dinner parties are the order of the day so Janice gets to display her considerable cooking skills.

March, 2025

Honey, we're home!

I think I may have mentioned this before, but this is the 60th time we have transitioned from one home to another since my retirement. I am still in awe that the only two things I HAVE to bring with me each time is my passport and wallet. Everything else we need is already there. Everything from underwear to our toothbrush and anything in between is awaiting us when we land. Its incredible that we can travel 6000 miles away to not only another country but to another continent and within a few hours we are all but up and running at home like we never left.

Not to say that as always, there are 8 months of maintenance, repairs and landscaping to catch up on. But in short order, we are good to go. Here we are still knee deep in the final stages of completing our pool project but within days of our arrival, cousin Michael and Em arrived from Los Angeles for a visit to see what all the fuss was about. We dug out our visitors' 'Places to visit' log and got busy.

Checking out the Monte-Carlo casino in Monaco

Earning their keep by helping to bottle our wine

Lunch in Italy

We replenished our wine stock by bottling more (much more!) and set out to visit some of our favorite meadieval villages. Cannes, Monaco and lunch in Italy are always high on the list.

So, is the pool finished?

We have had a tremendous amount of unrelenting rain since our arrival, making work difficult to impossible. As you can see above, the surround in underway but stopped because of rain. We shall overcome....

February, 2025

Proof positive that my grandchildreen are

cuter than your grandchildren! :)

This month we have had the pleasure of having our daughter, husband and two boys come visit us from Germany for 3 weeks. Plenty of rides on the John Deere mower, stories read and carpet level play dates were the order of the day.

PROLOGUE

Back in the day when I was a tad bit younger, I loved building all our furniture. This was before I married Janice and she insisted that I became happy. I was particularly fond of exotic hardwoods as they might have been more expensive but were every bit as much work to build anything with. So, why not?

I built dining tables, dressers, butcher blocks, waterbed frames and all of my first borns furniture (basinet, highchair, crib with water bed mattress, dresser and rocking chair). Just beyond happy hippy days I made macrame plant hangers, candles and on and on.

When Janice and I got married, I had to put all that aside and built our house. I also built all of our cabinetry throughout the house including in our kitchen, bathrooms and circular staircase banister (Honduran Mahogany with Peruvian Walnut inlay). The furniture thing had to fall by the wayside because the house build was followed by the complete reno of the house on the island that we bought. This of course, was followed by our house I renovated in Brittany, France, followed by the complete reno of the villa on the Riviera. Do you see a pattern here?

The house reno's now under control, a few years ago Janice wanted me to build a 'river desk' here in California. To this day I am astounded at how well it looks. It was my first time and I knew how important precision was if it was to turn out. A river desk, table or door, if you are not familiar with it, are two pieces of live edge wood slabs joined together with glass or epoxy in a way that it gives the appearance of a river flowing in the middle between them. Is this really necessary? Of course not! It's an artsy fartsy thing.

The one I made had greenish glass for the river on Black Walnut wood. I made the pattern and had the glass cut with a hoity toity high pressure commercial water jet to get the fine detail of the flowing river that I wanted. It turned out fabulous. Not bad for a guy with a rusty hammer.

Then, when we arrived home in California this year, Janice wanted me to build a river dining table. "Out of the question", I said, as I love our table. "But we have had it for such a longggg time" was the argument. But just because we have had something for 30 years doesn't mean it's not really cool. I mean, look at me!

But just then, she got a great new idea that led to...

How to build a $2,000 office door

in 20 easy steps

1) Do a little research on the ‘how to’. As in 20 hours of it. Read, review others videos and research everything that could possibly go wrong some more.

2) Drive 3 hours to Los Angeles to shop possible suppliers. Pick the 2 winning rare Elm live edge burl slabs, check for the acceptable moisture content, deplete the bank account and take them home.

3) Let them acclimate for 2 weeks to their new environment so they do not warp.

4) Remove all bark and loose material.

5) Cut them to size

6) Seal the form and the slabs. Clamp them down so they don't 'float' when the epoxy is poured.

7) Mix and pour a thin layer of liquid glass (epoxy) with copper dye to prevent seeing right through the river, as it is the door to an office that can double as a bedroom. Then, pour a second layer of liquid glass clear epoxy (priced like gold) to see the 'banks' of the river running through the middle of the door on the front side. The white caulking is the prevent the epoxy from flowing over the front of the door. Remember the part about liquid glass being "priced like gold?"

8) Raise the frame to allow for cooling as hot epoxy cracks. Keep it all between 70-75 degrees (20-23 C) 24 hours a day for 72 hours to start the curing. This required getting up three times in the middle of each night to fire up my workshop heaters.

9) Use fans to cool the epoxy.

10) Let it all cure for 3 weeks.

11) Build a level base and a router sled to level the top and bottom. This will be the back of the door. (Office side)

12) Run the router on the router sled through the slab. This is to level and reduce the slab to the desired thickness. The router can shave off 2 inches wide (5cm) per pass, 1/16" deep (.16cm). The door is 7 feet tall (over 2 M), so this required hundreds of passes with the router over the slab. Then you flip the door over and do the back side. About 15 hours of work.

13) Power plane and belt sand to prepare it for finish sanding.

14) Sand to get it professionally smooth. Not only as smooth as a baby's butt smooth, but smooth as a professional piece of high end furniture smooth. When done, sand it again. Then again. And again and again in 16 progressively finer grits. When you are seriously sick and tired of sanding, do it one more time. (If you are a woodworker, 36 to 3000 grit). It is as interesting as watching paint dry, fishing, chasing a little white ball on the golf course or going to the dentist. Sanding requires serious hydrating to keep you numb and sane.

Since this is an office / bedroom door, both sides are seen, so the office side needs to be finished just like the front. Back to sanding, sanding and more sanding.

15) Check for the most minor imperfections and fill every microscopic knothole with black super glue.

16) Cut a curf on the bottom of the door to insert the floor guide

17) Cut a hole in the plaster wall to bolt the beam to support the weight of the 175 pound (79K) door, then hang the metal track. Patch the plaster and touch up the paint.