November 8, 2012 – Thursday

34 degrees

Overcast with a hint of sun… somewhere

Lord knows, we’re ready for some sunshine.  I wish it would either rain or be sunny, but this in-between, drippy, misty, foggy, snowy, rainy, stuff we’ve been enduring day after day is getting old.

There’s nothing more miserable than cold accompanied by high humidity. I was always colder in SE Alaska than the Arctic. Oh well, remind me next summer when I’m complaining about the heat and wishing it would rain.

Wednesday began with my five-mile walk. I was working on classes when the internet disappeared and figured it would be better to walk rather than throw a hissy fit. Sure enough, when I returned, the net was working well and hasn’t quit since.

Since I was already sweating from the walk, I decided to return to the popple stand and continue to cut and chip trees. For the next four hours I did just that. I’m well beyond the burn pile now and nearing the back of the area on the south side. I give the description for anyone who has been here to visit. I’m almost to the small clearing/meadow on the left.

It’s been a long time since I’ve been so excited about a project, especially one that costs little other than my time and labor… and let’s face it, neither of those are worth much. I envision a park-like setting complete with a gazebo, a small pond and water falls/fountain, a couple of park benches, and towards the back, a fire ring and picnic shelter.

I came in shortly before dark, showered, then read assignments. It’s difficult to believe that this semester is winding down so quickly. In four months, I’ll be preparing for maple sugar season and after that, it will be time to turn my thoughts to the garden again. In the meantime, I hope to build a greenhouse and potting shed. There’re simply not enough hours in the day.

I threw some brats on the grill last night for supper. They taste as good in the late fall as they do on the Fourth of July.

Sargie didn’t get home until late last night, but thankfully, has the day off as well as this coming weekend. Sometime, we’re going to drive the Man Truck over to the storage unit and get the upright freezer. The one in the basement is stuffed with garden veggies and goodies Sargie prepared last summer for this winter.  I’m going to sell the spare refrigerator in the garage and replace it with the freezer.

Today… I need to shovel yesterday’s wood chips from the Man Truck. Once again, it’s sitting on the back axle with the headlights pointing towards the heavens. Sargie has some errands to run in town and I need to work on my classes. No doubt, it will be a busy one.

So are the tales from Pentoga Road…