The thing about living in a yurt in the middle of nowhere is that every task takes three times longer than it should.

In fact, I haven’t seen so many curveballs since my ol’ baseball days. The list of projects is long and never-ending—like building a shed for firewood and the new ATV (Big Camo), gathering river rocks for the firepit, wiring outlets, cutting a path to the river (or trying to), pumping water for the garden, building trellises and wood racks, and on and on.

The good news is that we had our first guest. A welcome extra set of hands, my son Charlie was here for eight days and helped with the projects requiring hard physical labor. That’s what kids are for, right?

Since Monica is busy creating culinary delights using our new Italian pasta maker, I thought I’d post a few pictures of typical happenings during a week at the yurt. Take a look …