The webcam. Note extensive, high-tech drip guard.
Grinding the grain.
Blood engorged tick, about to meet its maker on the top of the space heater.
Holly entertaining the troops.
Composite photo of Ric working. It's amazing what you can do in Photoshop.
The forlorn banger, now at month 3.
Dog hair + heater = singe!
Nancy calling the police to complain about the "lewd, inconsiderate, and demeaning" behavior of the brewing operation. Was talked out of filing charges when we said she could join in.
Trip.
Tess and Uma passive and content at the hands of master dog handler Adam.
152 degrees.
Barry not having a good time at all. Subsequent investigation revealed that Barry has never had fun at a brewing. We're still trying to figure out why he keeps coming back.