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		<title>Yet Another Failure</title>
		<description><![CDATA[My dandelion wine was marginally drinkable at best.  And then today Debbie said, &#8220;have you checked your sauerkraut lately?&#8221;
We had an extra head of cabbage earlier this summer.  I chopped it up and sprinkled it with salt.
Then I tamped it into a crock nice and firm.
It all looked really good at this point. [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://zumbrun.net/chuck/?p=435</link>
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		<title>The First of the Summer Wine</title>
		<description><![CDATA[I bottled my dandelion wine today.  It had been settling and clearing for 3 and a half months and was looking nice and clear, so I figured it was time.
First step (after cleaning the bottle and all equipment) was to transfer the wine from the carboys into bottles.
It&#8217;s just transferring with a siphon.  [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://zumbrun.net/chuck/?p=425</link>
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		<title>Groundbreaking</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Today we broke ground for the long-considered outdoor cooking area.  This all started in 2002 when my company was moving to a new building.  In the basement of the old building was a cast iron door from an abandoned coal furnace.  Since it was just going to be thrown in the dumpster, I brought it [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://zumbrun.net/chuck/?p=406</link>
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		<title>One Perfect Moment</title>
		<description><![CDATA[The sun had gone down, but it was still light.  That&#8217;s the perfect time to shut in the chickens.  They&#8217;re all in the coop and on their perch at that time, but they&#8217;re still awake, so you don&#8217;t disturb them by closing the doors.
And that&#8217;s what I did.  I closed their door [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://zumbrun.net/chuck/?p=400</link>
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		<title>More Good Stuff</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Debbie and I, and Spenser and Owen the wonder dogs, went out on the porch tonight as the sun was going down (way too late, we&#8217;re not fans of Daylight Savings Time).
A flock of swallows rushed through, going where?  As the night deepened we started to see bats, we hadn&#8217;t seen bats for a [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://zumbrun.net/chuck/?p=398</link>
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		<title>The Good Stuff</title>
		<description><![CDATA[It&#8217;s a perfect August morning here, 70 degrees and promising to get hot later, a soft breeze, and clear blue skies.  It seemed like an ideal day to visit a farmer&#8217;s market.  I made my way down Highway 205 to the Columbia City Farmer&#8217;s Market.   It was in full swing when [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://zumbrun.net/chuck/?p=395</link>
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		<title>Ahoy, Matey!</title>
		<description><![CDATA[We went to Portside Pizza at nearby Shriner Lake tonight.  We joined in on a gathering of family and friends to remember my brother Dave tonight at the last minute.  We&#8217;d never been to Portside Pizza.  We&#8217;d been past it any number of times, it&#8217;s on a favorite bicycling route of ours, but whenever we&#8217;d [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://zumbrun.net/chuck/?p=387</link>
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		<title>Sweet Summer Rain</title>
		<description><![CDATA[We &#8211; Debbie, me, and Spenser and Owen the wonder dogs &#8211; went out on the porch tonight and watched the storms roll in.    Spenser&#8217;s afraid of thunder and lightning and hid behind us, Owen sat before us, nose to the wind.   Even our dull human noses could smell the growing corn and the [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://zumbrun.net/chuck/?p=384</link>
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		<title>When Life Gives You Peaches&#8230;</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Life, actually my mom, has given me peaches, so I&#8217;m making peach daiquiris.
A handful of ice, a teaspoon of simple syrup, a splash of lime juice, a peach, and a shot of rum.  Stir it all up in the blender and you&#8217;ve got the perfect use for ripe peaches on a blistering summer day!
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		<link>http://zumbrun.net/chuck/?p=380</link>
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		<title>Bringing in the Sheaves</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Now that the wheat is off we&#8217;re baling straw.
Our combine makes the windrows of straw a little too wide for the baler.  Baling will go smoother for us if we rake the straw first into a smaller windrow.  I figured this was a good job to get the Super M out for and [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://zumbrun.net/chuck/?p=358</link>
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