The Time We Spend

Here we are, in the throes of summer.  Man, has it been busy.  Between the garden and fixing up the old farm house, I haven’t had many spare minutes.  When I do, we head to the beach.  Colorado gave me the mountains, but robbed me of the ocean.  I have to say that I prefer the latter of the two.

I beach comb while the kids are in the water.  In the winter, they wander the beach with me.  The beach in the winter sometimes reminds me of the Cormac McCarthy book, The Road.  Lonely.  Desolate.  Still pretty awesome, though.

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I find a lot of wood.  Take a state with a working coastline, and it’s no shock that the weather beaten remnants of dock structures wash up on shore from time to time.  We’ve scavenged from Belfast to Old Orchard.  The treasures on every beach are different.

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I’ve been trying to shake the money tree a little harder.  Why?  AR-15s, that’s why.  Components are cheap right now.  The other brother on this blog, B&A, made me an AR pistol in .300 AAC Blackout back in late May.  I’ve been hooked ever since.  I might add that prices are dropping since Trump took office.  I’ll review the pistol in a later post.

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Anyhow, I’ve started selling these signs.  I print the letters, align them, trace them on, route them out, then paint them in.  I’ve sold a few.  I’m not breaking the bank, but I am making a little extra scratch.

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I’ve also had the idea to try and utilize drift wood and scrap metal.  These can hang on the wall, to hang coasts and such from, or they can lay flat as their own artistic piece.  Personally, I think most art is a bunch of hooey.  These things aren’t any sort of expression of my inner child or any bologna like that.  I just like drift wood and composition.

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If anyone is still reading, check in.  Even if you’re new.  Let us know what’s up in your world.  Me and that B&A bastard have been busy with kids and such, but I’m going to make a better effort to check in here and there.

Mike, Oscar, Hotel….out.

All Those Bones….

We’ve got pretty much unlimited access to cow bones.  I want to start crafting with them and see if we can sell them for a profit.  Specifically, making leg bones into candle holders and cribbage boards.

This weekend I picked up a rotary tool at Harbor Freight and scratched out a design on a jaw bone.

First, I cleaned it up with the wire wheel bit.

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Then, I drew on a design.

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Then I got to grinding.

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Then I filled it in with a pencil and hit the pencil with the wire wheel to blend it.

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I was going for a cave painting feel.  This is going to take some practice, for sure.

Here, I worked on some lettering.  What, might you ask?  My favorite word, of course.

Mike Oscar Hotel….out.