August 16, 2015 - Sunday morning
72 degrees/clear/breezy
Pentoga Road
It's already warm in the North Woods and the sun hasn't yet risen. I guess today is supposed to be a carbon copy of yesterday with high humidity and temperatures in the low 90's before a cold front comes through and saves us from certain heat stroke.
A video of Grandma Sargie and Grady playing Wednesday evening
All that being said, most of Saturday's activities were done in the morning hours. I spent the entire morning in the barn and originally, had hoped to begin pounding nails. It wasn't to be.
I swept the area, then applied spray foam at the bottom of the steel panels in the barn. Hopefully, this will keep some mice from coming in from the outside. I did the same in the storage unit last year and so far, I've not seen any sign of the rodents.
The most difficult activity was to cut three and a half inches off the snow supports that stick through the back wall from the storage unit. (Seen above on the left fastened to the square vertical beam.) Since the new 2x4 walls will be flush with the beams, some surgery was necessary.
Before |
After |
I spent the majority of the afternoon sitting inside, keeping cool. I'd picked a bag of fresh green beans and was going to blanch and freeze those, but decided to wait as I didn't want to heat up the kitchen by boiling water.
Sargie was home early last night and we spent some time in the garden while she enjoyed her after-work garden snack.
Everything is now growing out of control and there are a couple of aisles where it's impossible to walk without stepping on vines. Since most of the garden is grown in raised beds, it happens every year and all I can really do is stand back and watch it grow. The vegetables that I need to get to are easily accessible (tomatoes, peppers, beans) but the rest, with the exception of the giant pumpkin, is now on auto pilot.
The temperature had dropped a few degrees when we decided to take a short four-wheeler ride. Sargie was exhausted after working some long hours this past week, so we opted to drive a few miles to the new bridge over the Brule River and back home. Sargie had never seen it.
While we were looking down, two rental canoes, obviously tourists, zoomed by underneath. I yelled and asked where they were going. A young man, in his twenties or thirties, said to a highway twenty miles away.
It was only half an hour until dark. I felt bad that I didn't think to make an offer of meeting them at a closer take-out and drive them to their vehicle. By the time the thought occurred to me, they were well down the river and out of sight.
There's nothing on the river that could hurt them, but I bet they soon tired of paddling in the dark and were cold, miserable, and mosquito-bitten, by the time they reached the highway. At least they had a genuine UP paddling experience!
Last night was an early one to bed. Sargie's off today and hopefully, with the curtains closed and the window air conditioner humming in our bedroom, she's able to sleep in.
I'm going to get this uploaded then head to the garden and feed the pumpkin.
I plan to work in the barn this morning before it gets too warm. At least there's a good breeze blowing which will help to keep it comfortable a bit longer.
I love the cosmos that are growing in the garden. It's the first year I've planted them (and certainly not the last) and love them as they make a stark contrast to the dark green leaves. |
After all, a man's work is never done.
So are the tales from Pentoga Road...
I thought I was taking pictures of the last night's sunset. After I unloaded them onto the computer and seeing the glowing eyes, I discovered I wasn't the only one outside at dusk. |
Just a doe, a deer, a female deer, enjoying a browse in the field.
(Quick, the line above.... from what movie?)
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