Aging ... the worms crawl in, the worms crawl out, the worms play...

Jason baked a birthday a chocolate cake for my 65th last weekend.

The cake theme emphasized my never ending interest in composting worms.

Rainy Day Forgery

We've been repairing the log barn eves trough this past week. Transporting the water from the barn eves trough to the wood shed roof required bending the eves trough to diagonally run onto the shed roof. Since we needed a bracket to anchor the eves trough to the shed, Jason cobbled together a forge using scrap plumbing materials, an orphaned air matress pump and the buttom section of our old bread maker from the scrap metal pile. The coal and pieces of iron were both found in one of the abandon dumps in the greater Marbletown area.

Below is a little photo essay of the process.

The unbraced eves trough

The coal

The forge

Putting a bend in the bracket

Hardening the steel

The installed bracket now holds the eves trough in place

... of course it would have been the consumption oriented American thing to go make another purchase at the big box store.