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Originally Posted by gost
As far as where I live, I'm in the upper right hand corner of the US, about 75 miles north of Seattle, Washington, in a rural area just below the Canadian border. My wife and I own six acres of land in the hills where we play at organic gardening, amongst other things.
"Well, ain't that something!" Long pause. "Say, you got any more of that home-made raspberry wine in the fridge?"
"Sure Auggie, help yourself."
Around here, everyone's used to my crazy notions. I'm known as the mad scientist/songwriter/farmer/computer geek with the loud electric guitar and the finest raspberry wine ever made. I owe it all to alpaca poop, I tell them.
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You gotta love the Pacific Northwest for the friendly people. (Even a recluse notices
) I used to go up to an annual kite retreat at Fort Warden years ago. I have to ask if you were looking South or standing on your head gost when you said 'upper right hand corner of US"?
On the charcoal, are you grinding it up too? How fine & by what means?
Gettin' Pestle Elbow,
Turtle
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semantics is not always just pedantic quibbling. ~ douglas r. hofstadter
