Often the most satisfying project is not to craft a new object, but to restore something old and worn-out.
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An endless search for new soundwaves
When I watched Good Morning America today they were talking about how Rolling Stone has just updated their “500 Greatest Songs of All Time” list for the first time in 17 years. Hearing about the revisions resurfaced a memory from when I was in high school.
Continue readingThe 100 square foot garden
Today I did some yard work for the first time in a while. Several medium-sized palm trees around our rental house needed pruning. As I sawed off dead branches and piled them in the dumpster, I started thinking about how much yard work I did as a child.
My family lived in a house on a fairly large piece of property. My parents DIY’ed everything. They built a well house, a chicken coop, and a network of raised garden beds. Many of my childhood memories center around outdoor projects. My brother and I collected rocks to build a 100-foot stone wall, dug narrow trenches for an irrigation system, and helped plant fruit trees. Of course, there were always a million weeds to pull.
One summer, my brother and I decided to plant our own vegetable garden.
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