Monthly Archives: October 2015


I had fun this evening at work, I’ve spent $57 and change on bass guitar parts, tuners, truss rods, pickups, bridge, 500K pots, frets. That covers most of the hardware, all for $57, amazon. Some stuff will be here Thursday, the bridge November from China. It’ll take that long to build it anyway. They are not expensive parts, but this is my first go at making a bass electric, proto 1.
I also printed the excel file on fret spacing, went to the machine shop and drew out the 34″ spaced (25″) fret board using the digital readout, a fine point Sharpie and a roll of sticker backing. I ran out of space on fret 16, re positioned the metal bar to zero on fret 16 and finished by subtraction the 22 frets. Back in pretest, the plans call for 24 frets, recalculated online and subtracted for two more frets. I printed the top frets on page twelve of the plan, it aligns perfectly to the center of the frets. I brought the rolled paper fret measure home as we throw away the sticker backing in recycle. It’s near perfect, aligning to the center of the marker line. I am building an electric bass guitar. It will take some time and be fun. It will need an amp, manifesto that, we shall.



We drove to town in my truck, a cup of Bucky’s coffee, yes. Across the street to the farmers market, The melon guy is farmer Dave, good to meet. An onion from Steve. Duncan’s Mushrooms, pineapple guavas, a tomato from Kristen and Moreen, broccoli, a zucchini. We’re good.

Raven needs the bank, then off to the printers with card stock. Raven prints ten copies of her new Rune book, it should just fold up and sheer the edges on the paper cutter. I print up three new decks of Tarot cards, this batch has numbers on the Major Arcana and a spare fool and magician card. I need oil for the truck as Raven shops Good Will. We’re both hungry, let’s do Sally’s later.

Home for a taco feast. Onions diced in, garden herbs rosemary, basil and oregano with my garlic. O ground beef in, with a bunch of cumin. I picked a lot of tomatillos this morning which sparked this meal, roasted in the pan, more chopped garlic, a slice of raw onion, more cumin, garden thyme and half a lemon juiced, blended, wow, tasty salsa verde. Half an avocado sliced, tomatoes diced, organic corn tortillas pan toasted. Sharp shredded cheddar. We both eyes bigger than stomach, I finished mine stuffed but so tasty.

Off to the Salvation Army, I found two beeswax candles in the bins, one pure, one rolled red, a paper punch and some vinyl Dutch drawer liner.

Back home, it’s time to make a broom. Last week Raven picked willow tips by the river, with a couple possible handles. She lined up the fine tips and trimmed the big ends even as I sanded the handle willow stock on the lapidary to remove the branches. I scraped the bark off with a putty knife, trimmed the ends on the band saw, rounded the top, notched the broom end, then hand sanded it smooth. We worked together to tie the willow withes to the handle using my Dad’s bees wax Nylon sinew. A constrictor knot around the withes, another to the notch, then fit the handle to the withes. We work the sinew to around the withes with a hitch, tight, then several more to form a grape vine hitch, woven through the branches a couple times, then cut. We did another set of half hitch whipping above the first one, with a loop from the start tied in to tuck the end in. As we ended the hitches the end goes into the loop and gets pulled under by the loop, cutting both ends hidden. Raven trimmed the willow ends even with the snips. a willow broom, good magic, a wand and a cleaner.


Today is some Gaelic holiday, Samhain, Raven is off to a ritual in Sebastopol dressed in costume looking good. I cut a new deck of Tarot cards, the Major Arcana numbers work, although I used Arabic numbers instead of traditional Roman, oh well. Covers long since expired copy rights. I want to see how the new rune book works  A good deck and a good day.


Another interesting Sunday. Raven stopped by for some clean clothes this morning. She’s been staying up at Isis Oasis for the weekend as they are having an event. She’s selling stuff we made on a table in the yard near the parrots.
She brought along a walnut she picked up from the corner, there’s an English walnut tree there. Tasty nut. I grabbed my old pocket bag and headed up there picking as many as I could find off the ground and some from the tree. I don’t know about walnuts yet. I emptied them on the outside table and opened a bunch with pliers in a bowl. Some are good, some are green, some are rotten with worms. Then I looked it up on google. I’ll leave the rest of the picked green ones to mature and keep an eye on the tree.
Sunday is laundry day, do that. I opened the garage, dragged out a couple saw horses, grabbed a two by six ten footer after trimming leaning out back. About then a truck pulls in, it’s Sean. I’m working on a small raised bed to keep the gophers out of the onions and garlic.
I bought some chicken wire yesterday. I cut, predrilled and nailed the boards together for a small 3 3/8 x 2 ft bed. Three layers of the chicken wire offset should keep the gophers out. We talk while I’m doing this. Sean heads home North to Arcata.
I dug a hole in the main garden as the crab grass isn’t there and set the new frame down into the garden, not really raised, but gopher proof. I planted a bunch of onion sets, garlic next but gopher proof.
Laundry to dry, it’s hot. Time to make a basket. I have willow soaking in the long four inch bucket I picked last week, needs weaving. Willow is tricky stuff, not very long, tapered with big ends a challenge to keep in place, but strong, I got it, a medium willow basket.
Raven got home as I type this, we sold two decks of my home made tarot cards in pouches, two tinctures and a CD. Not bad.
She’s hungry, yesterday I made the best chicken veggie soup with several tubs for lunches, phenomenal so good, All organic, chicken tenders, farmers market zucchini, cabbage, mushrooms, TJ’s O green beans, my garden carrots, bouquet garni, garlic, tomatoes, O celery, TJ’s free range chicken broth with a dash of white cooking wine. Lunches will be fantastic with a slice of sourdough. Frozen spaghetti and stir fry to balance the week. A fine day indeed,



Joe called this morning, he’s coming out later with a project. I need to go to the farmers market and it’s late, just made it with coffee. A little melon, an onion from Steve, two small summer squash from Moreen and a chayote. At Safeway I picked up stuff for a spaghetti sauce and pasta, ground beef, O tomato sauce and paste, mushrooms. A stop at Salvation Army for a new round cooling rack to use in the canner, a thin spatula and tongs, all for a buck. Home.

Joe’s here, out back working on a fountain. I recognize it, the one on his fence with a lion head, looks like rock but plastic. He’s bought a new better pump, adapters and tubing. They didn’t have a half barrel he wants to use so we rig up the water trough I have for baskets and outboards with a cabinet door to hold it up. It works, but the lions head isn’t pumping, a wire up it, that hose is kinked. We replace it temporarily with one of Gary’s respirator hoses he saved for me. Now that works too.
Meanwhile, I’m cooking sauce for spaghetti. Mushrooms in olive oil, set aside in a bowl, onions in the deep stainless pan translucent, add the ground beef and garlic, mixed until lightly browned. Drain off the excess fat. Celery awhile, bouquet garni (rosemary, sage, thyme, basil tops, a pinch of tarragon and oregano) from the garden then the summer squash, organic tomato paste mixed, a bit of water in the can added and O tomato sauce. Set on low to simmer. A big pan of water for spaghetti, olive oil and salt on high. Spaghetti in, sliced up the 33 cent panacita roll. Lunch is ready, served in the back yard room with a view. It’s really good.
Joe wants some rocks from the river for landscaping. I want some willow. We dig out the wheel barrow, the tire is flat, fill it up with the compressor, now it rubs, smack the bucket with a big hammer to free it up. Off too the river.
Joe picked out rocks as I snipped willow branches for a basket. He pushed the wheel barrow full up to the bank and carried the big ones up. He pushed the full barrow to under the cable and we walked home sampling the good granny apples.
Back home, I showed Joe how to start a basket using the rattan soaking in the bucket. We need to move the Vardo.
I drove my truck around backing in to place on the hitch with Joe’s guidance.  We actually got it right the first time, amazing. Lowered and on, we back and filled until clear of the plum tree and garden. Getting it back in the driveway took a lot of back and fill, but finally it’s back in the right place in the driveway. Joe thought to put the steps and tarp in the back of the truck before we moved it. The vardo is on solid ground in the driveway, ready for winter unless we choose to move it.
We drove Joe’s truck around and picked up the stones and wheel barrow. He shoved off with a frozen chicken as I need freezer room and the tomatillos as I have so many volunteers.
A fun day!