we waited for our tour on a dead end dirt road tucked back off the main street in Eureka until a clunky early 1950s car pulled up ("this MUST be him!") and an adorable working-class Wizard of Oz jumped out and opened the high security gate consisting of a wire cable, although i think the feral cats roaming the property were an added security feature....
i know i have said this before, but i love my hand-crank singer, and we just got a long arm treadle sewing machine foe sewing into tight spaces at the studio i work at--very excited...
of course i was beyond delighted to watch the demos of the massive collection of human powered 'power?' tools in the form of saws, lathes, and flat-out choppers at the Blue Ox...
i have more photos to share from the property (apologies for the blurriness--we are presently in the dark depths of Winter)...
crafted made from scratch everything, besos besos besos.
