Through the digital miracle of stored “yes and no”, we return to California.
We return to our first stop, an Edenic Ranchette in Prunedale.
It’s so Edenic that hawks come to bathe in the birdbath.
So Edenic that The Powers that Be do something special in the animal drinking bowl near the barn.
If you have an Edenic Ranchette in Prunedale, what else can you name it but the “Prunederosa”?
In the back yard of the Prunederosa is an old, homemade grill. It’s about twenty-five years old. The grill is worth appreciating, worth a few moments of your time.
Don’t just skip past this photo. Take a good look at it, maybe imagine building it, if that will slow you down enough to make you really look. Answer the question: What do you do if the fire is too hot? See the crank on the right? See the shaft it turns? See the chain on the shaft? The cooking platform can be raised and lowered, depending on the hotness of the fire, the stage of doneness of what’s being cooked, and the whims of the chef.
The windscreen is a piece of old metal roofing or siding.
Peek through one of the holes that happens to be in the metal, and you can look over to the woodshed, where you can get fuel for cooking.
And the backside of the metal windscreen!
The backside of the grill is a place where the heated, temperature-stressed, burnt, rusted metal shows enough abstract patterns to yield an exhibit in a museum.
Please allow yourself at least five or ten seconds per image, OK?
Notice the forms in the cracked area.
Rust never sleeps.
Aren’t the colors enjoyable?
How did that hole get there?
Thank you for visiting the Prunederosa Museum.
Y’all come back now!