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Post by Joseph Lofthouse on Oct 17, 2016 21:32:20 GMT -5
An overview of the hitch:  High ResolutionA closeup of the clevis pin and clip:  High ResolutionThe trailer is perforated angle iron: Bolted and screwed together  The axle came from a baby-stroller that is designed for running. |
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Post by Joseph Lofthouse on Oct 26, 2016 20:52:05 GMT -5
I finished harvesting today, and tilled the last field. Rain predicted for Friday, so that's great timing.
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Post by Joseph Lofthouse on Nov 15, 2016 20:02:20 GMT -5
My son dropped by to visit, and gave me an old photo album. There was a fat photo in it!!!! (Edit to add: of me about 20 years ago.) Fattest photo I've found. So I took another photo today for comparison.  When I lived back East, I used to grow tall tomatoes. These days, I grow knee high tomatoes, and am glad to get them. I did convert my favorite long-season indeterminate tomato from way back then into a short-season determinate. And kept the great taste!  Even further back, I was living on the dark side of agriculture: conducting pesticide registration studies.  And I thought that it's only been recently that I started dressing like a hippy. Bwah ha ha!!!  |
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Post by steev on Nov 15, 2016 21:42:22 GMT -5
About that first photo: I'm unclear; is one your son?
As to the third: weren't lab-coats and glassware great fun? I slightly regret not having stolen the companies I worked for blind for lab-ware; had I done so, I could still be enjoying that; if I tried ordering the equipment these days, I'd prolly have "Homeland Insecurity" at the door.
Fourth photo: sorry, not a hippy; really, dude! Old Testament Prophet, fer sher! Lead us to the Promised Landrace! Use that staff to part the Weed Sea, that we may enter the land of BGH-free milk and pesticide-free honey.
I would note that for some of us, losing weight in age is just how it works; I'm becoming a skinny old coot, as were my Father and Grandad; the appetite goes; the muscles go; the desire to accomplish may increase, as the time to do so decreases. I've noticed that the hair on my arms is longer than it used to be; I thought it was growing longer, but I think it's just that as the muscles shrink, more of the hair is exposed; must be rooted in the bone, like teeth. Yet the hair on my head is getting shorter (my scalp, not my nostrils; I may have to braid that; prolly could manage "beads" on those braids), not much muscle on my scalp, I guess; maybe I'm just becoming a fat-head.
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Post by Joseph Lofthouse on Nov 15, 2016 23:00:21 GMT -5
About that first photo: I'm unclear; is one your son? Photo on the left is me about 20 years ago... The one on the right is me today. |
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Post by steev on Nov 15, 2016 23:15:22 GMT -5
Please; I knew that.
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Post by keen101 (Biolumo / Andrew B.) on Nov 16, 2016 23:23:32 GMT -5
For some reason that homemade Scottish kilt gets me everytime.  For some reason you look smarter in that lab coat with all those colored chemicals, though you will probably say otherwise. It would give me a laugh to see you standing in your garden in a lab coat and a clipboard pretending to be all scientific. I think you should do it just for fun. haha, even better if you have a lab coat on top which then dramatically turns into that denim kilt on the bottom. that would be a hoot. |
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Post by richardw on Nov 17, 2016 12:59:59 GMT -5
I would note that for some of us, losing weight in age is just how it works; I'm becoming a skinny old coot, Well i seem to be leaving that rather late, in the mean time happy to remain just a 'chubby old coot' |
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Post by shoshannah on Nov 17, 2016 16:50:18 GMT -5
Joeseph is the beginning of a manrace of Moses and the Man with No Name.
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Post by steev on Nov 17, 2016 20:01:11 GMT -5
Homo utahpithecus.
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Post by mcool61 on Nov 17, 2016 22:29:48 GMT -5
Lead us to the Promised Landrace! snicker Nov 17, 2016 19:01:11 GMT -6 steev said: Homo utahpithecus. Once at work this kid said something a little off, I said, what are you, a homo sapien? He doubled up his fist & the only reason he didn't hit me was that the boss was laughing, as was I. The kid looks puzzled & the boss says, we are all homo sapiens you idiot! |
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Post by steev on Nov 18, 2016 0:11:23 GMT -5
Not nice to call him an idiot; clearly he was just a dumb-ass, an often curable condition; I suffered from it myself into my upper thirties.
In the eighth grade, I was once bullied by a larger kid; I called him a boron isotope; blew his mind; you could fairly smell the circuits burning as he tried to grasp what that meant; he never bothered me again. I have no idea why I called him that, but it was a lucky shot.
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Post by farmermike on Jan 2, 2017 20:30:32 GMT -5
Today I harvested...orach seed. , do you have any tips on processing orach seed? I have a whole bag waiting patiently to be dealt with. |
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Post by Joseph Lofthouse on Jan 3, 2017 21:47:24 GMT -5
any tips on processing orach seed? Orach seed comes off the stems with a wing attached. Therefor it's a light blow-away seed. I took the seed and rubbed it between my hands until the wings detached. Then I winnowed them. I got two types of "seed", flat-brown roundish seeds, and black rough "seeds". The black seed-looking things didn't germinate, so I'm presuming they aren't seeds. I don't know how I'll finish cleaning it, perhaps screening, or floating in water. I had to test germination on the black things, to make sure that they weren't weed seeds. |
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Post by Joseph Lofthouse on Mar 7, 2017 19:37:32 GMT -5
I attended the Mountain West Seed Summit in Santa Fe, New Mexico last weekend, and taught a workshop about threshing grains. Someone asked for a demonstration about threshing rice. Might as well make a dance party out of it!  |
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