The life of a Canadian living in California and practicing law at Adams Fietz. Missing Alaska almost more than I can bear, I am building a timber frame house in California to take home to Alaska in the summer of 2018. Timber framing, Family, the Outdoors and how America is quickly going downhill are all frequent topics.
So, today we put away 36 chickens. Cornish Cross are amazing birds. 8 weeks from egg to freezer. As usual, nothing was wasted. The birds are in the freezer, the feathers and heads are going to the worms and the pigs ate the boiled heads and feet. It was another stunningly beautifulday in this part of Alaska. The group is not doing much this weekend..we are all pretty tired from all the activities going on lately. Not to mention that I have been working hard on the murder case I am taking to trial. I really, really wish I could talk about it because it is the most fascinating piece of legal work I have done. All I will say is that it is a cold case murder and the State got the wrong guy. That's right, I don't think my client did it. Doing a First Degree Murder trial with a client who didn't do it is the absolutely highest level of criminal work. I am profoundly honored to do it. Needless to say I will be working a lot of nights and weekends this summer. I had better get some fishing in soon. Tonight, people are coming back after they clean up and we are roasting a chicken on a spit. It is amazing outside.........
P.S. This is how it looked. Delicious.
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