The first wild flower of the spring - a yellow violet

April 27, 2015 - Monday evening

62 degrees/clear/breezy

Pentoga Road

I'm waiting for Sargie to arrive home and thought I'd write tonight. 

It's been a busy day. I walked my usual five miles first thing this morning. For the first time this year, I speed walked most of the distance in record time. The surgeon who fixed my knee two years ago cautioned against jogging or running for any distance, but said that as long as the heel hits the ground first, I should be okay, thus the speed walking. 

My four-wheeler/pick up truck ready for another season of projects

I started working in the garden, ripping out the first section of a raised bed.

The wood on many of the raised beds is rotten. Some will be replaced and other beds will be moved.

  The dirt was shoveled into the bucket on the tractor.

From there, I filled the first strawberry pyramid and soon after, planted the first of the strawberry plants I'd dug almost two weeks ago.

The plants appear to be healthy. They were stored in a refrigerator in the garage, packed in moist dirt at 32 degrees to keep them dormant.

It was past noon and my body was telling me to take a break. I came inside, fixed a sandwich for lunch, and graded several final projects. I thought about closing my eyes and taking a short nap, but it was just too nice outside to be snoozing the day away.

Fill is needed in several areas around the garden. I'm trying not to fall into a routine this summer, that of focusing on one major project and letting everything else slip. Last year, I was so busy with the landscaping and building the storage addition that I did little else. 

With that in mind, I left the garden and went to the back of the property and began digging more dirt for fill. Five loads were brought where it was needed and I spent quite a while raking. 

I was about all done in by late afternoon. A shower felt like a million dollars and I've been grading final papers since.

Sargie works early on Tuesday. I plan to walk my five miles then continue on with what I started today. I plan to move the cucumber trellis to the area where one end of the raised bed is being removed. It's all a process, but we're not surprised.

The trellis towards the back, on the right, needs to be restrung. It will be brought across the aisle and to the front where I began removing the raised bed earlier today.

After all, a man's work is never done

So are the tales from Pentoga Road... 

You saw it here first... a possible line of new men's clothing.
Pentoga Fashions.
It features a t-shirt full of holes, shorts, very white Big Bird legs, old loafers complimented by high socks, sun glasses, orange work gloves, and of course, a Packers ball cap.