I found a pre-gardening season sale on Burpee's seeds while in Green Bay on Tuesday |
February 13, 2013 – Wednesday
Cloudy/calm/19 degrees
Pentoga Road
I want to wish my third son, Matt, a belated happy birthday.
He turned 32 years old on Tuesday. The poor kid… traveled on Monday to lower
Michigan for a meeting. His plane was delayed and he had to spend the night in
Newark, New Jersey, and didn’t arrive there until the wee hours of Tuesday morning, forcing him to overnight and grab an early flight to Boston. When I
talked with him on his birthday, he said he was running on three-and-a-half hours of sleep. I asked what plans he had for his birthday celebration. He replied,
“Take a nap.”
Matt leaves this weekend for China and Southeast Asia on
business.
Happy birthday, buddy. I hope you got your nap. I love you.
I well remember all the nights I spent in airports and
alongside landing strips in the bush waiting for a plane. I’m asked if I miss
my former Alaskan profession and way of life. There’s no way I would go back
and do it now. First off, I love being retired. It was fun and exciting then, but
that’s a younger person’s lifestyle. I’ve grown too selfish in my old age and
prefer to sleep in a bed, preferably my own under my own roof.
Josh sent some pictures from New Hampshire of the kids playing after the big blizzard that hit the East Coast this past weekend.
Lucky kids... to have such a great sled riding hill in their front yard! |
Ellie and Wyatt on snowshoes |
We’re very grateful that Aubrey and Marley’s daddy, Derek, a
deputy sheriff in Dickinson County, is well after a crazed older man stabbed
him with a large knife this past weekend. On patrol at the ski jumping
championships in Iron Mountain, he was attacked from the rear and luckily,
Derek thought someone might be falling. He stepped to turn around causing the
attacker to misjudge.
Derek was wearing a Kevlar vest and winter coat. The knife
penetrated the vest, but only nicked Derek. We talked with him on the phone
yesterday and he assured us he’s fine. We’re grateful that one of the finest
young men we know was unharmed.
The attacker is behind bars and no doubt, will be there for
many years to come.
Perched on the exercise ball Monday evening, Diamond 'Lil once again put on a clinic in how to play Rummy. She soundly beat me by over 200 points. |
Sargie and I fired up the old Blazer on Tuesday and traveled
to Green Bay for the day. The forecast was for decent weather and after
watching it snow and spit ice crystals on Sunday with not much improvement the
next day, we decided it was time to get out of town.
After the latest snow blew in, we knew it was time to go somewhere, even if it was a short day trip to Green Bay. |
Sargie reading the sale flyer |
Everything from soda pop to garden seed was purchased with
the clearance racks throughout the city thoroughly searched. Sargie found a
couple of summer tops she liked and I bought a new Packers cap to wear for
everyday use.
Naturally, after stopping at Harbor Freight, I came home
with tools and other items I really didn’t need. I mean, c’mon, a fiberglass
framing hammer for $2.95? It’ll look great alongside the other ten or twelve others already in the shop. I want to make sure the sons are well taken care of after I’m
gone. Since there won’t be any money, my legacy will, no doubt, be hammers for
everyone!
I found a greenhouse I really liked. It’s a 6x8 aluminum
structure at Harbor Freight; very heavy aluminum with heavy clear plastic
panels on sale for $299. They didn’t have one in stock, but gave me a rain
check and a promise to call when they arrive. I can’t build a greenhouse for that price and Sargie and I
were impressed how sturdy the display was. We’ll see. If they call before maple
syrup season, I’ll purchase it. If not, I’ll go ahead and build my own. Either
will work.
Speaking of gardening, I purchased the bulk of my garden
seed for the summer. Menards had a pre-spring seed sale of their new Burpee’s
seeds. Other than tomato, sweet pepper, zucchini squash, acorn winter squash, parsnip, and specialty items, I think I
have the bulk of my seeds purchased. The Burpee brand has always worked well for
me and years ago, when we gardened commercially, Burpee was one of our largest
suppliers.
Other gardeners have asked what I'll plant this year. Here's a list of what I have so far:
Beet – Cylindra (2)
Detroit
Dark Red, Medium Top
Winter Squash – Waltham Butternut
Big MaxEgg Plant – Black Beauty
Bush Blue Lake
Tender Pick
Burpee’s Stringless Green Pod
Kentucky Wonder Pole Bean
Super Sugar Snap
Super
Snappy
Bush
Champion
After witnessing the massive price increases in everything this past year, I told Sargie I'm going to can and preserve as much produce from the garden as possible this coming season. We froze quite a bit this past year. I don't trust the economy (or those who manipulate it) and being on a very fixed income, we can save money by eating not only frozen, but canned vegetables.
I had hoped to meet with Aaron and Clay and maybe see Donald for a going away gathering and an end of the year wrap up, perhaps
grab a cup of tea, and after, talk about a few new plays and formations that
might work for next season. I read last night that Don’s in Texas, Aaron’s in
California, and who knows where Clay is? I guess my man forgot to tell their man that I was going to
be in town. Oh well, maybe we can get together next time and do lunch.
We arrived home last night around 6 and after unpacking the
car, enjoyed a quiet evening.
Sargie made stuffed tomatoes with canned pike Monday evening. Mmm. There weren't any leftovers! |
Other than grade and read papers, I don’t have many plans
for today. The Kia will be taken to town this afternoon and left at the
mechanic’s. It’s to peak above freezing for the first time in a while, so
possibly I’ll work in the shop. I’ve got several projects that have been put on
hold due to the cold weather. The garage is also looking like a rerun gone horribly wrong of Sanford
and Son. This might be a good day to clean it. After all, a man’s work is
never done.
Just finishing blowing snow off the back deck Sunday afternoon |
So are the tales from Pentoga Road…
Jimmy walks up the back step and onto the deck for his daily can of corn |
Just love reading your blog! So glad you have gotten back to writing more. We Have a small cabin just upstream from Pentoga on the Brule and we drive right past your house on the way in from Appleton. In fact you may hear me beep as I go by Friday afternoon! Keep up the great work.
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