***What Are You Smoking, July 2025?***

[renfield]

10 year old Hearth and Home Virginia Memory in a blasted Willmer billiard, again.

 

[Chieftiabo]

Watch City's Rouxgaroux in a Boswell​

 

[tfdickson]

Paddington in my HSR stack billiard.

 

[Sobrbiker]

‘18 F&T Black Jack in a Royal Danish 924M.

 

[JimInks]

Relaxing after a wonderful salad, chicken legs and snow peas dinner with strawberries for dessert. Then, I smoked a bowl of year 2021 Erik Stokkebye 4th Generation Evening Flake in a smooth medium bend 2021 Peterson Ebony POTY 4AB No. 422/500 military mount with a silver cap and a tapered black vulcanite AB stem. Too humid for coffee, so ice water and bergs is my drink. Been watching/listening to the Orioles-Mets game. Had to traffic cop feral feeding. Earlier today, I put down wet food for Tomato the Brave and he acted like he smelled poison pate', so I gave him something else. Later, when it was his wet food time, again, Tomato couldn't wait to eat the poison. Them he wanted more, and didn't die. While he ate, Abner the Eager wanted my attention and jumped on my lap for a while. Tomato the Brave stared jealously at Abner, but didn't start anything. When Abner decided to jump down and eat, Tomato took his place, and he got a lot of attention. It took until now for him to want to go outside. Daisy the Feral Princess is outside. Haven't seen Harry the Hairy since I woke up this morning when I couldn't sleep, and fed him outside. I think he was still upset about being attacked by Tomato and Molly Danger last night. When he's unhappy, he goes back to wherever he came from and stays away for a while. In fairness to Tomato, he may not have realized that Harry was under his favorite blanket, so last night's behavior may have been Tomato's personal shock and awe.


Abner.


Tomato.

 

[JimInks]

Almost a third of the way through this bowl of year 2019 C&D Yorktown in a smooth medium bend 2021 Peterson POTY Terracotta 4AB No.108/500 military mount with a silver cap and a tapered black vulcanite AB stem. Took me a while to do the last post.

 

[Mortar0341]

Paddington in my HSR stack billiard.

I like this pipe. The briar is beautiful and then the blue stem is cool. Really cool pipe.

 

[Bbailey324]

GH Rum Flake in an AKB meer.

 

[JimInks]

Enjoyed a tasty golden delicious apple, and am smoking year 2012 Esoterica Dorchester in a straight smooth brown 1920s KBB Rocky Briar 1582 patent no.298978 with a B in a circle bulldog with a tapered black vulcanite stem. Watching the Braves-A's game that I recorded. As I told m'lady every time the twenty year old Didier Fuentes has pitched for the Braves, he's not a major leaguer. Gave up an inside the park homer to the first batter. Hit the likely Rookie of the Year, Wilson, on the wrist, and then gave up two more homers in the first inning. Hope Wilson's wrist injury doesn't prevent him from starting the All Star Game.

 

[Chieftiabo]

Lancer Slices in a Volkan Bulldog

Stayed up for West coast game and Braves are getting crushed.

 

[JimInks]

Now smoking year 2014 Edgeworth Ready Rubbed Match in a very much appreciated 1979 brown, slight bend grain etched flat front Stanwell Rego 969-48 (09) with a black vulcanite saddle stem. Getting close to feeding Tomato the Brave. Fuentes gave up eight runs, and was replaced in the second inning after recording just one out. His replacement, forty-one year old Jesse Chavez, isn't doing much better.

 

[atwaterville]

Bob's Chocolate Flake in a Rattray's bent pot.

 

[hoosierpipeguy]

9/18 CVP in an Altinay.

 

[Carol]

Final Chapter, As Promised. I'm hoping you will find this wrap up to the Picnic Table story of July 4th as uplifting as the other was as frustrating and sad. I think you will.

When I moved up to Prince George, I bought a fine house on 2/3rds of an acre in suburbia, a corner lot well treed. I was younger then, and kept it up, gardened, mowed the lawn, repaired what had to be repaired, and had a full slate of students as well as my symphony job and two days a week in Vanderhoof where I developed a very fine amateur orchestra using personnel from both PG and Vanderhoof. Life was good. It was a family who, unfortunately split up, that gave Ricoh to me. I really didn't want him . . . but after several attempted givaways to others, I was begged to take him as the place where the mom and kids were going to wouldn't take the dog, and I was told that he'd have to be put down if I didn't. Couldn't let that happen, so reluctantly I had a dog.

We got along - Ricoh was as disobedient as I was obstinate, and he went everywhere I went. I soon enjoyed the whole scenario. Already middle aged, he first lost his sight (cataracts) but got along fine as so many blind dogs do. Then, after hearing one too many gunshots (I took him everywhere), I noticed that suddenly, he wasn't responding to my call (not that he ever did, but, this was different.

I now had a blind and deaf Shih-tsu, who was totally dependent on me. I was frequently told to put him down, but he loved to eat and had an incredible nose, so wouldn't consider it. However, there were problems - I could not let him alone in the yard, even on a cable, because . . . well, other more predatory animals just knew, and a time or two I had to run off foxes, weasels, and larger winged menaces. . So, I made alterations to my property (I'd long given up the domestic stuff and my place, although sturdy, became unkempt and overgrown.)

Because Ricoh so loved going to the Cottonwood Park Picnic area, where we played the "I take apart the muffin and you find the crumbs" game. He loved it and I did, as well. We were never apart after this.

So, I got the idea of turning my yard, now overgrown, into a mini-park. My neighbour Dave has a riding mower, and mowed pathways where I could walk Ricoh, and I encouraged other dog owners to use the pathways as well, and what was a disaster area became a neighbourhood place for dogs, kids and parents who'd pick the berries, apples and mushrooms that abounded in the fertilized little fantasy land. They loved the place (and still do!)

Rather than explain each picture, I'll just let you put it together, and run them as a sequence. Now, you won't see the paths and so on as are usually there, because it's been so wet and cold so far this year that Dave hasn't been able to make them yet this year. But you'll get the idea.

I'll make the final comments right near the end, when you'll see the raison d'etre of the picnic table, and I'll make my final comments. Here are the snaps, sans the smokers of the other day, in a bit of a random sequence.

Yah, the house needs work, but it's very sturdy - just needs to be re-cedared and . . . ahhh, you know. BTW, I've isolated the whole shebang so that you can't see much of the neighbourhood from within the little "park".

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And Finally, the Picnic Table itself, placed over Ricoh's burial plot, in his favourite spot in the yard.

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There is still lots of work to do - need to level and refinish the table itself, but it's already popular with my smokin' crowd, and it's nice to join my little canine buddy for a puff while he's sitting at my feet.

And yup, the kids will be back (have lots of friends with toddlers . . . . mostly ex-students lol), and I'm looking forward to lots of enjoyable times with pipes, cigars and good food and company. It's like a little fantasy land, with pet crows, squirrels, other travelling mutts, neighbours . . . .

As I said, I've had a grand life. And am still having one. And yes, I'm feeling much better today than yesterday, and will fell better tomorrow. And am now off of the antibiotics and bladder seems to be functioning just fine. Yeah, I know. Too much information. And now you know why I traded that Sage flyrod for the table, eh? Best deal I ever made.

Entirely tired of breaking in pipes, though . . . . I'll be getting onto that in upcoming posts in a day or two. Taking tomorrow totally off to make my first shopping trip to stock up on the food that I've run out of.

And now you know the whole story. Thanks for dropping in!

See ya'll soon! Crash time.

Beautiful yard, man. Really nice.

 

[The Clay King]

Erinmore Flake in a clay.
4 bags of rubbish from Don Catchment Rivers Trust volunteer day at Mexborough yesterday. Collected the biscuit wrappers from the volunteer day; got 3 blister packs & 1 battery for recycling. No vapes since Saturday!
Found grapefruit & unopened bottle of Buxton water.
Got a B&Q card to hand in & found 3 parsnips at the market yesterday.
A great haul!

 

[telescopes]

Hal I’ the Wind in a GBD.

 

[jaytex1969]

Bosun Cut Plug in a Cobbit.





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[irishearl]

Relaxing after a wonderful salad, chicken legs and snow peas dinner with strawberries for dessert. Then, I smoked a bowl of year 2021 Erik Stokkebye 4th Generation Evening Flake in a smooth medium bend 2021 Peterson Ebony POTY 4AB No. 422/500 military mount with a silver cap and a tapered black vulcanite AB stem. Too humid for coffee, so ice water and bergs is my drink. Been watching/listening to the Orioles-Mets game. Had to traffic cop feral feeding. Earlier today, I put down wet food for Tomato the Brave and he acted like he smelled poison pate', so I gave him something else. Later, when it was his wet food time, again, Tomato couldn't wait to eat the poison. Them he wanted more, and didn't die. While he ate, Abner the Eager wanted my attention and jumped on my lap for a while. Tomato the Brave stared jealously at Abner, but didn't start anything. When Abner decided to jump down and eat, Tomato took his place, and he got a lot of attention. It took until now for him to want to go outside. Daisy the Feral Princess is outside. Haven't seen Harry the Hairy since I woke up this morning when I couldn't sleep, and fed him outside. I think he was still upset about being attacked by Tomato and Molly Danger last night. When he's unhappy, he goes back to wherever he came from and stays away for a while. In fairness to Tomato, he may not have realized that Harry was under his favorite blanket, so last night's behavior may have been Tomato's personal shock and awe.
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Abner.
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Tomato.
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I admire your devotion to cats. Strays always tug at my heart and have mutually adopted two over the years, who still live together here. Like you, have had to referee on occasion, though it's always the younger one causing the problems.

 

[Roach1]

Haunted Bookshop Cake in a Pete SPD 2011 69.

 

[Mike N]

C&D’s Morley’s Best in an unusual canted rusticated apple by Tom Eltang This is really an underrated 3-Burley, Virginia & Latakia blend. I can detect the cube cut and white burley nuance.