Bass Line to the Birds

Excellent weather lately. Its been dry and cool (highs in the lower 70s) and the bugs have finally given it a break. I found a cheap bass guitar amp in Houghton last week and I took it out on the porch and plucked some bass riffs to the birds and beasts. My old 1966 Silvertone bass lives at the cottage on Otter Lake now and it gets more use than it has in years. I'm glad it survived all these years. I had held it as a relic or sorts and seldom played it after I got a Fender. But after I set the "action" properly I re-discovered that it is amazingly easy to play.

Sometimes the simple pleasures are the coolest.

Espresso and the Wood Stove

Delicious!

A wonderful espresso made on the wood stove. An old camping espresso maker--kept mostly as a novelty--did its thing on the woodstove this morning. The maple cut in the last two years burns wonderfully slow and hot and the little espresso maker worked like a charm. Now if I can make it with locally roasted beans and some of the spring water from up the hill I will be on my way to brewing locally--even if I am not feeling particularly global this morning.