All that remains are the panels

March 25, 2013 – Monday

22 degrees/cloudy/calm

Pentoga Road

I was just looking on the hot table and counted twenty-two geraniums that have sprouted in the past two weeks. Strange seed, that geranium. Three sprouted within two days, another two the day after. And since, it’s been one here, two there. I read that with some species, it can be a difficult plant to propagate. So far, it’s not been terribly difficult, but has taken patience. Twenty-one plants from thirty seeds so far… even if all the plants live and no others sprout, we’ll still be money ahead over buying bedding plants. I’m optimistic the other nine will sprout in the near future.

After Sunday’s walk, I immediately started work on the greenhouse. It wasn’t that cold outside, in the twenties, but I had difficulty staying warm. Having to handle very cold pieces of aluminum bare-handed resulted in having to pause every few minutes and either rub my hands together or place them in front of a small electric heater.

I quit after the first hour and came inside to have breakfast with Sargie and see her off to work. Resuming immediately after, I began to make good progress and by afternoon’s end, the framing was finished.

Today’s Monday which means there will be a million assignments pouring in for my classes. As Mom always said… rather emphatically, I might add, “HOMEWORK FIRST!” So, after my walk, I’ll be inside reading and grading papers and hopefully this afternoon will see me in the barn beginning to mount the glass in the frames.

I have to get the greenhouse finished in the next three days. Temperatures for Thursday are forecast for 43 degrees, 45 for Friday. If anyone wants to find me, I’ll be the guy wearing snowshoes, probably stripped down to  a tee shirt, hauling sap out of the woods in five gallon buckets or feeding wood into the boiler. A man’s work is never done.

So are the tales from Pentoga Road…

It was a bugger mounting that sliding door. Jimmy was right there (below the light) making sure I did everything right. I wanted a dog for companionship. God gave me a bird. Go figure.