Indeed, the coffee maker was in the lazy susan.  The apple cider vinegar was also still here, all that mother settling like ore to the bottom of the bottle.  Days earlier I had bought some black pepper style pea snap snacks for my wife, who shunned them hard.  I brought them down and will stash them for some(one's) future use.

I've found over these last several years of my life that my favorite hobby concerns this Farm.  I have developed a fascination with the place.  I love bringing things down and stashing them here.  Then when I return a quarter of a year later—is it still here?  Do I even remember having stashed it?  I get a kick out of that moment, "Oh yeah, I did bring down a tube of marine caulk, awesome!"