The Dutch Corner Tavern

05/04/2025

How about somebody else posting something to get a discussion going? There's A LOT that can be said about the arrival, welcoming, and fearing by some of a homeless guest for Dutch Corner

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04/15/2025

Here's a matter for "the Tavern" -- the homeless man who is working for several of us in Dutch Corner. His name is Gabriel. He's young, super nice, and you may see him on his bicycle going to and from jobs.

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10/31/2024

My personal YouTube Algor found this for me last night. The film is 3 hours long and I've only started, but I recommend that you start at around 01:00 and watch for 5 or ten minutes.

Phillipe is interested in how architecture can provide a glimpse into how people live all around the world. He travels to some of the most unique spots and ...

10/31/2024

"As tune allows," I say. Well, very little more of this will be built before winter -- unless a homeless horde arrives.

I make a very hurried video to see if I can still use my chalkboard as a "performance venue". This is hurried because I want to get it uploaded before that ...

10/30/2024

It's that time of year when the two dawn redwoods every day become more "flamboyant" (to name another tree.)

10/29/2024

It would be best if this upcoming presidential election is NOT a close one, but that rather that one candidate or the other wins by a "landslide".

If Trump were to so win, that would indicate that the United States has truly changed its identity to one of hate, fear, greed, division, and violence-loving.

If Kamala were to so win, it would indicate that the United States resounding rejects hate, fear, greed, division, and violence-loving in favor of civility, knowledge, hope, charity, and pursuit of joy.

In either case, our attention will, whether we like it or not, be drawn to what I call "the giant on the beach" -- global warming -- and the vast cultural and economic change coming.

10/28/2024

I'm sure you all know how fond Trump is of giving people names. I am thinking of the man he called "pencil neck". Pretty low, but that's Trump's world. Well, I don't do that EXCEPT this once I can't pass it up. Has anyone else noticed that Vance does not seem to have a chin? Vance the Chinless.

10/28/2024

Last night I did a lot of research on the degrading? composting? burning of? different kinds of plastic. This because of the extent to which I have seen that sunlight breaks down plastic feed bags. I have a lot more to learn, but I came across a video showing meal worms eating styrofoam. That reminded me of a video of my own that I made four years ago in which I marveled to watch two of my chickens -- free range and not hungry -- regularly eating styrofoam panels on my basement wall -- a material I have since removed.

Here's the meal worm video:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0_KljXRXV8E

And here's my video:

https://youtu.be/EPSn6I424Z0?si=mBID1DYQFw77kviC

I find it interesting to also consider that chickens LOVE to eat meal worms.

I thought I should document this. They have been doing it for about a year and seem quite healthy. They are free range. That is their choice.

10/27/2024

In this picture, taken a little before the sun rises you can see the shine of water. That spot is becoming especially valuable now that it is getting so dry -- historically dry -- here. It is a small, currently not though formerly I believe, developed. As long as a see that water, I know the pigs have unpumped water in addition to the pond (which is actually a little lower in elevation and getting lower.

10/26/2024

This year's view of "my" two dawn redwoods.

10/26/2024

Unafraid of what most people think of as nastiness. Old, used, dirty bale wrap for under my roof garden.

I show very old and used bale wrap that has long been exposed to ultraviolet light which I intend to try as the impermeable barrier needed under the soil of ...

10/25/2024

Amish Repartee

Yesterday, on my way to town I stopped by Elam Fisher's farm to explain about some books I was lending him. I saw him working at one of his barns and headed up.

There, along with Elam there was another Amish man whom I didn't recognize. He said, "Hi, Frank," (Elam must have told him my name.) and I said "Hi, ... ) which pause he filled in with "Henry".

I asked if he was related to Elam, and he replied that he was his brother.

Knowing that Elam has 10 siblings that live about 100 miles away, I said, "Then one of eight (guessing high). How did you get down here from Loganton? "(The Amish don't have their own cars.).

Then Henry explained that he was not Elam's blood brother.

"We're all brothers," explained Elam, trying to make an excuse for Henry's earlier comment.

We had our book talk, and then Henry asked me if I could work hard. I hesitated, then said, "Yes, do you need help with something heavy?"

"No, not really, well..."

"Frank is on his way to town and has work of his own to do," said Elam.

Well, I learned that Henry lives on his dad's newly bought farm here in Dutch Corner and that he had arrived in his buggy.

"Want a ride?" he asked.

"Sometime, sure, but not now, thanks."

And so the little conversation ended.

What struck me about it was the, what I call the "bullsh*tting" nature of it -- so like some of the carpenters I worked with in New England.