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January, 2018




So why aren't we at the island?

That's minus 22 freeking degrees!!!

 Can't get the boat, the jet skis or the truck started.
Any questions?



Finally, it's back


In 1997, Janice was diagnosed with breast cancer right around Valentine's day. In an effort to add a little joy to a dismal situation, we were walking on the boardwalk in Santa Barbara when we came by a display from a local photographer exposing his work at an art event.

We were immediately drawn to a tryptic he had taken in Bryce Canyon state park in the dead of winter. He explained that he was in the area when a huge snow storm had closed the park. He ended up walking miles with his tripod, camera and other equipment through the deep virgin snow when the weather changed and suddenly cleared. He came out to an opening that allowed him to get the shot of a lifetime. We were gob smacked and it became a must have addition to our little art collection. 

Tryptic by Thomas Styczynski

It hardly made up for the diagnosis but it allowed for a a much better memory associated with Valentine's day.  We had the tryptic for 7 years until we packed everything up in the house and stored it very carefully with the rest of our furniture and possessions. This was when we rented our house out while one of the kids was in law school and we went off on our big adventure after I retired.

During our absence, it was stolen. We were crushed but Janice was particularly heartbroken because of the memory of how we had acquired it. So, a year ago, I located the photographer and talked him into producing another copy of the limited edition. It's a beast of a Gicclee, printed on canvas and measuring 4 by 10 feet [1.25 X 3.5m] and occupies a whole wall in our bedroom. I picked it up this month and its back in its proper place.


The gang is all here!

Xmas this year. From the left: Jeremy and Kami (who flew in from New Orleans), Him and Herself, Mandy and Markus (who flew in from Germany).

#1 son, Wesley (who flew in from Idaho). It gets a little chilly here in January, so he had to dress up.


 Richard and Vicky. Richard was one of our pastors back in the day and helped me put some drywall up in our home when I was building it.


Our friends Bruce and Piper managed our property the past two years during the periods we were away from California.




Miles and Estelle. We have a history of doing great murder parties together.



Longtime friends Marilyn and Ed




Friends Jay & Helena, Neil and Catherine



If we didn't spend so much time goofing around with everybody, we would actually get something done around here :) The thing is, I don't see the point of busting my butt all week long only to spend the week-end with a busted butt. (!)



Fire update

Yes, the largest fire in our states history (larger than the size of New York City and Boston combined) that started on December 4th was finally contained 2 days ago. At one point, it was growing at a rate of 1 acre per second.

Meanwhile, 20 people have died in the flooding from the recent rains in those now burned out areas, and more are still missing. Its not looking good for them as well as the fact that more rain is forecast in the coming days. 30 miles of Hwy 101, the main artery through the state, has been closed for a week. Hard to believe you can have both going on simultaneously but it is what Montecito (home to the likes of Oprah Winfrey and Ellen DeGeneres) is going through..


Rescuer searching for bodies inside a house full of mud

Except for the owners of the 1000 homes that were burned, things have largely gone back to normal in the rest of the area. Several people wondered how close it was to us and if we were at risk. As it turned out, we were not at risk but you just never know and we don't take anything for granted.




Years ago, when we built our house, I planned for the worse case scenario I could reasonably prepare for. I built a little fire house of sorts off our parking area and installed a regulation fire department hydrant connection that is supplied by our 2500-gallon (10,000L) tank water supply. This in turn is replenished by our well that is on its own separate power source. It may sound like a lot, but the fire department would use that up in about 3 minutes.

My poor man's fire department

Aside from the fire axe and smoke hood to rescue kids that might have still been in the house, the unit holds 150 feet of forestry fire hose and has its own connection to allow me to get started with fire suppression before the fire crew would arrive.


Sprinklers can be seen on both rooftops.

Finally, both the house and my workshop have rain bird sprinklers on top of their roofs to wet the structures down if fires or burning embers from a surrounding fire threaten us. It is the best I can do.



Woo Hoo!!!
Show and tell (aka TA-DA)







Having a couple of clamps helps

Big on our to-do list upon our return this year was to build and install the railing for our deck. Last year, I installed temporary barriers and added large plant pots to keep anyone from falling through, but we knew that we had to get real and legal. This year, we did. 




So, I built a curved railing to match the shape of the deck. Going from a straight railing to a curved one may not sound like a big deal but it adds a level of complexity on a whole other level. It was what I had picked and what I wanted so I was prepared to do the work and I did. So there! :)


The Tigerwood rail cap had to be fabricated from laminated pieces, glued, routed, sanded and attached to the posts with the stainless-steel cable rail system. The upper deck is now a done deal. Next year, we will move onto phase 2.




Old doors

Moving on, 3 days after we arrived here in October, we finalized an order for our new entry doors (front and back) for the house. The existing doors, while pretty cool being Mahogany with stained glass inserts, had seen too much sun exposure and weather over the past 33 years and were due for replacing. Besides, Janice said "the stained-glass thing is dated, baby". We could easily understand anyone thinking that we showed up then decided to replace them and got on the j-o-b. 


Inside, as they originally looked outside before the rain and sun got to them.



After gutting the entry, we thought we would try to be more inclusive by having an open-door policy.

Actually, these kinds of projects that consume all of our allowance for a while, are slotted into the schedule far ahead. This one was put in the hopper 8 months ago when we left California for France. All of our 'big' projects are laid out at least 8 months out. When we leave here, we have the next big project decided on for when we return in 8 months. Anything that needs to be ordered or scheduled is done that far in advance. The only thing that we schedule further out than that are our plane tickets. Those we do a year ahead.

Being in any one home for 4 months allows us to get things completed because all of the planning and decision making was already done before we left the last time. The execution can begin quickly after we arrive, allowing us to see it to its conclusion before we leave.



 Planning next year's project.

Knowing that, our plans for what we will do at our villa in France when we arrive in February was set in motion before we left last June. All the parts and pieces await our arrival to get-er-done. Ditto for the island. Next June's project at the island was organized before we left in September and simply awaits our return in June for it to happen.

It may sound complicated but it really isn't. Before we leave anywhere, everything is organized for our return in 8 months so that no lead time is lost...times 3. It can seem a little frustrating at times if it's a big project and it barely gets completed before we leave because we have little time to enjoy it. But... we have decades to enjoy whatever 'IT' is each time we return.



Returning from Los Angeles with our front and back entry doors. Some assembly required.


Back to the doors in question, we commissioned the custom metal doors from a company in Los Angeles. The center panels were laser cut from a single sheet of metal and there was only one door manufacturer in the area able to do it. Others were going to cut, bend and weld all the pieces then grind the welds smooth. Not what we wanted.

Some projects cost more than others but are less work for us. Others cost less but can be quite time consuming. This one was both and sent us running with our hair on fire to the fiscal equivalent of the witness protection program. It will be a while before we see daylight.



New steel doors in place. I may have done the work myself but after removing the openable glass paneled inner doors, it took 3 of us to lift the metal doors to hang them on their hinges.


Like everything else we do, it's not for everyone, but we felt that it fit our style and house to a 'T'. The interior of the Mahogany doors and sidelights were in great condition so we re-purposed one of the sidelights into a door for the new linen closet I built in October. Since the sidelights were removed, I finished the spaces with stacked stone to match other areas of the house.




Having a little time to spare, I went ahead and stripped, cleaned and put two coats of finish on the siding of the house for about 4,000 sf (400sm) of total coverage. No pics are included because, well, enough is enough, right?

Oh, I almost forgot. There was also the little project of refinishing our entry sidewalk. It was in great shape but to tie it in with the new doors, it had to be acid stained and sealed. It is this kind of project that makes us realize the value of our labor.



Before

After

We got a bid to have it done and then realizes that a day or two of work can make such a big difference in the cost. With bigger projects, several thou$ands here, a bunch of thou$ands there and SHEZAM!...before you know it we're talking real money. The timing worked out well as some of the kids showed up for Christmas within hours of completion.

Truth be told, I love doing this stuff. I love going to bed at night having made our lives and our home a tiny bit better and being blessed with the time, the resources, the tools and the ability to do it. What's not to love?


 The boarding of the SS Honey Bee


Last summer, I had an unusual experience at the island. In 17 years of running a boat all over the area, I had never been 'boarded' by any law enforcement officers performing a search or inspection. Being so close to the border, it is not unexpected and many people have had the dubious pleasure of the experience. Finally, I guess it was my turn.

Not one to let the opportunity go to waste, I suggested the possibility of writing an article about my experience for our local Thousands Life Magazine and they jumped on it. It was published this morning and if you are curious and interested, you can read it by clicking HERE.





Sunset on our deck in one of our 4 seasons. Summer, summer, summer and almost summer. No gloating intended (OK, maybe just a little), just a little palm tree relief.











December 2017





FIRE!!!

While the fires in California may no longer be big news in your part of the country, they sure are here. We are still in no imminent danger as the fires are 70 miles (120km) away but we have grey sky's and ash covers our deck everyday. If I had my plane here, I could go up and throw water bottles at it. Every bit helps, no?

As we go to press, there have been over a 1000 homes destroyed, it has burned over 400 SQ miles (1000 km) and is now the 4th largest fire in the states history. And it's growing... After 10 days, it is 30% contained. It's weird seeing people walk around with face masks to avoid breathing the smoke.



Show and tell...soon.

As I have mentioned once or twice, I am not found of blabbing about stuff that is not finished and such is the case this month. We are very close to finishing a number of projects that have been in the works for some time, but the key words are 'very close' and 'not finished'. So, we will have less to share this month. 

Otherwise, the big news is that I went in for my second shot in the eye for the Macular Degeneration thing, (to make me feel better my aunt wrote that she always knew I was a degenerate) and I was told that I was among the very few who responded so well to the treatment that my vision had actually improved from the first treatment. Not that is was bad before, but...

Furthermore,the doctor expected that I might regain all I had lost after the next shot. Very good news and should be a big help with my astronaut application with NASA.

The hits kept on coming though, when I was diagnosed as having possible borderline Hypertension  (I beat that in a hurry) and blood work for potential diabetes. Crap, it was like I was turning into an old woman circling the drain or something. I was put on an exciting diet of no beer** (4 months without left me seriously dehydrated) no rice, no candy and no bread. In the end, the test numbers  for diabetes were not what I had hoped for.

It is becoming more difficult to make a convincing argument that I am bulletproof. So, if you have been meaning to tell me how much you love me, now might be a good time. The end could be near. 

** " With wine, there is wisdom.
       With beer, there is freedom.
       With water, there is... eh.........bacteria"



A winter wonderland
California style


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I heard this month that only 30% of third grade students in California are reading proficiently at grade level. This apparently makes them 4 times as likely to eventually become high school dropouts. We are not proud of that.



So, you would think that escaping to Canada in the summer would provide a reprieve of sorts. That was until it was reported that  the Durham school district [in Ontario where we hide out], now provides their elementary school teachers with (take a deeeeeep breath here) LGGBDTTTQQAAPP inclusiveness training. Never mind that being self-pollinating isn't listed (should I feel excluded?) but it is one more reason the island is only 30 feet (10m) from the border, should a quick escape to the land of the free and home of the brave prove to be necessary.


Merry Christmas from our house to yours.




November, 2017




Avila beach.
No, its not my picture, but it is one of our favorite hang out's and its iconic California.

Fun of the month


A fun find. A slab of 2000+ year old California Redwood. We all know that each ring represents a year. The fourth brass marker from the center (left of Janice's head) marked the birth of Christ. The last marker on the outer edge was World War 1.

Montana de Oro (mountain of gold) park is a great place for cliff walks above the beaches and watching the dolphins jump, whales migrating and sprouting along the horizon. [below]





Every year the nearby town of Cambria hosts a scarecrow festival around Halloween. The whole town's merchants and residents get into the act trying to outdo each other with whimsical themes. The scarecrows line both sides of the street for about a mile. Here are a few samples. 



In an ongoing attempt to raise our cultural level, we attended the Russian Ballet.

For the record, we vehemently deny any and all allegations that we have colluded with them.

I really love being back in California, but sometimes its a bit like being back in France. The place is great, but some of the things that go on are well...incredible. Take, for instance, our Delhi Sands fly....please! The fly is on the endangered species list and has a lifespan of almost 48 hours but has managed to stall or stop important projects like the construction of a hospital.

Or the attempt to enact a law that would cause people to pay fines or be imprisoned for accidentally scaring, hurting, killing or disrupting the habitat of any animal on the endangered species list. Did you read the part about 'accidentally'? 

Or our legislators raising our gas taxes .12c a gallon on top of the highest gas taxes and prices in the nation for road maintenance. Like Canadians, Californians have never heard of a tax they don't immediately fall in love with. There is nothing wrong with California that a little regime change wouldn't fix. Just saying.


WWW.Projectsthatneeddoing.com 

This season here is a little different from past ones. We do have a substantial project in the works but we will not see it to its conclusion until next month, I hope. This has left a fair amount of free time between play days to get to things that have been lingering for ages. You know, those kind of things in your 'one of these days' file.

So, after promising to build another linen closet in our upstairs bathroom 30 years ago, I built it this past month. Go me! Then, I remembered when we had our final building inspection 33 years ago,  Janice looked like she was 16 months pregnant so the inspector took pity on us and signed off, allowing us to move in. He did though, have me promise to finish the last 6' (2 M) of banister I had built on our circular staircase. He did not specify when.





A promise is a promise so this past month I put it in. It is in the same spiral circular form, made of Honduran Mahogany with a Peruvian Walnut inlay that I built the rest of the house cabinets out of. We are now legal, and of course it is safer. Most important: Promise made, promise kept. Before I go on beating my chest, there are more of these unfinished 'loose ends' than I will probably ever get to in my lifetime. It won't be from a lack of trying.

I really did love getting back into working with exotic hardwoods, building furniture and furnishings. General construction and building things is great but working with exotic hardwoods is like the difference between flying a real airplane and a model. In the woodworking world, to me it separates the men from the boys.



Speaking of promises, as long as I was at it, I built the  bookcase for our bedroom I had promised Janice 30 years ago also. She had been using a cheap one from Ikea awaiting the real deal. Patience is a virtue and she has been nothing if not virtuous. I built it out of  2" (5cm) thick West African Afrormosia and Aboudikro wood (also known as Sapele).

With all these promises kept, I should be called  'Mr. Promise Keeper' as 'Mr. Wonderful' might be a tad premature. Now that the 30 year old promises are kept, I guess I can start working on ones I made 29 years ago.

Back yard picnic area

Not promised but needed nevertheless, was spreading 3000 sf (300sm) of walk-on bark around the landscaping in the ongoing effort to spruce up the place.


Then, we put a little 'artsy-fartsy' project together. We found these vine wrapped  branchy looking things in Sedona Arizona years ago. We had no idea what to do with them and they hibernated in my workshop for years until we finally came up with this. What are they? We haven't a clue. We just though they looked cool.


Finally, I was instructed to remove the small built in refrigerator out of our master bathroom and build some shelves. I had installed it next to the 2 person Japanese Jacuzzi tub I installed when we built the house and stocked it with whipped cream, chocolate and Champagne in an valiant attempt to keep the romance alive. With 5 kids, it clearly worked. With the romance now self-perpetuating, Janice decided it would be best used in my workshop to keep me hydrated while I worked on her  great new ideas. 

All in all, just another relaxing month hanging out at home.



Keeping it real

It may seem that we has nothing but good news to share, but that is because by and large, that's all we have. We are constantly looking for something to complain about but can't seem to find anything. We are blessed beyond words, and we know it. In the interest of keeping it real though, I do have a setback of sorts to report. 
I recently had an eye test for new prescriptions and was referred to a specialist. Surprising, I thought, since I am bullet proof. After an exhaustive battery of tests, including injecting dye, it turns out that I have wet Macular Degeneration in my left eye. That is the bad kind that can degenerate quickly.


The treatment called for shots in the eye and the doctor said we would begin immediately. "Stick a needle in my eye? No problem" I said. "You will just have to kill me first". For someone who is as phobic to needles as I am, I told him that I would rather have cancer. The idea of getting a needle in my eye was as appealing as getting a shot in my male appendage. I then asked  just how drunk I could be to show up for future treatments.

I will have to continue treatments in France and when we return to the island, in the hopes I don't become a one eyed pilot who can only land on the right side...









A year ago, before the election, there were some people who swore that if Donald Trump was elected, they would leave the country. If you know any, you can tell them you have great news.







The jet is ready and they are now boarding