James Herman Buehner

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Lubec, Maine
Jimmy likes compost and maritime history. Building stuff improves his humor and and he has found that dirt on his knees encourages the lettuce and garlic growing in his garden. Peanut butter and garlic toast and strong French Roast revive his spirits most mornings.

Tuesday, November 2, 2010

It Feels Like Sunday

I've been getting up early these days in the darkness. Mountain Time. We are ensconced in Maxine's western house, all brown with a swooping cathedral ceiling. You can look around outside and then bring your view back to where I'm sitting and it's hard to distinguish where out ends and in begins.  I don't know whether this is good or bad.  But it is Wyoming. Cowboys and horses and Cottonwoods.  Like the Plains, we're spread out, so much so that it takes about four minutes for the hot water to reach the Master Bedroom Suite.  As for the business at hand - getting old Wandah into road shape - last night before dark fell, I glued up the aft floor with plywood and cedar for strength and for resistance to rot. And this morning, more beefing up the floor stringers and caulking. The last photo shows the wheel well, the handiwork of Powder River Heating and Plumbing. They have a well-equipped shop and real friendly fabricators sporting broad-brimmed cowboys hats.  In a dry run the new wheel well fit wheel well.


  1. Hello from sunny gorgious Portland- i love yer blog, and photos! I'll have to poke around here-- loves you Uncle xxo Eileen

  2. Thanks Eileeni. We're in Wy through Thanksgiving, then to N CA. A visit to Portland could definitely be in the cards this winter.