My Personal Whiskey

Each of us got to blend our own whiskey from several 15 and 18 year old single malts.  Special!  It's a day I will never forget.

All Outlined

I've got the full outline of the owl done.  It's time to fill in the belly and do some smyrna stitches and then bead.

More Fences, More Poverty, More Irony

These photos are all variations on themes I've hit on before in this series of posts.  It's sad.

At The Works

 Of course we learned about the whole process of making whiskey and went through the factory and warehouse areas... they were interesting, too!  I especially loved some areas we weren't able to take photos, like the still pots.

Encolumning

It's time to work more on the columns.  There are giant gargoyles in the near future.

Everything Behind Fences

Everything here is fenced off.  If it's not fenced off, its owner doesn't value it.  From what I understand, property law is, to put it mildly, "fluid."  So all the fences are a way of claiming things.  I just wish they could at least have prettier fences.

I also wonder about the tunnel to the second floor below.  Is it an escape route?

Our Classroom

Yes, I'm a nerd.  I was enchanted by the room Glengoyne uses as a classroom.  It just gives me warm fuzzies with the whole quasi-science lab vibe.  I had a great time in it, even before the class started.  Look at the mock ups of the still pots and stirrers!  Aren't they beautiful?  And sample bottles and jars ... heaven.  Plus just plain room to spread out.  I miss that kind of room.  I don't have it at home.