The Halloween pumpkins are beginning to turn dark orange. Most weigh in the fifty to one hundred pound range.

September 9, 2015 - Wednesday

48 degrees/clear/calm winds

Pentoga Road

I forgot how bright the stars can be, especially when light pollution, haze, and humidity, isn't a factor. The moon, just a slice of its former self, seems more brilliant than when it was at the full phase just a few days ago. It's a good morning to be alive. Come to think of it, every morning is a good morning to be alive. It beats the alternative.

I'm not sure how Sargie or I could have fit more into one day than yesterday. We were both up early and by mid morning, on our way to Rhinelander, Wisconsin. Menards Lumber had a sale on insulation, something needed to complete the shop. The only question was whether to take the trailer. Could we fit ten bags of 23 inch wide insulation into the Blazer?

Due to a faulty brake line, I didn't want to chance pulling the trailer. The SUV had brakes, just not real good ones. It was decided to leave the trailer at home, opting to fit as many rolls as possible inside and not worry about the rest. In the end, all ten bags fit... barely. 

We enjoyed window shopping at the big box store and also purchased a dehydrator that was on sale. I've been thinking of making a solar dehydrator, but after putting pencil to paper, found I could purchase one for less money than what the materials would cost.

Both freezers are full of fruits and garden vegetables. Those that are dehydrated will be used in soups and stews.

We were back in the area by mid afternoon and stopped by the plant to talk with Dave, our mechanic, to make arrangements for him to install a new brake line on the Blazer. We also visited for a while with Yooper Brother Mark and Ann. 

Both were hard at work. Well, that is, until we came along.

We gabbed and laughed for a few minutes until we finally bade our friends goodbye.

 Once home, the insulation was unloaded before Sargie followed me back to town to drop the Blazer off at Dave's. 

We also stopped at the local drive-in for ice cream flurries. It's rare to have a place where a person still waits on the customers in their cars. And the flurries... they were out of this world.

Sargie started doing laundry after arriving back home. I headed to the garden, fed the beast, then picked enough ripe tomatoes to fill the dehydrator.

You may recall, I only intended to grow six plants, but ended up planting thirty. I never was very good at math.

Sargie and I were both uncomfortably full after eating our giant-sized flurries earlier, so we decided to take a walk to the local lake and back, a distance of three miles. With the heat and humidity gone, it was the perfect evening for a stroll.

Last night was spent watching America's Got Talent. It was one of their better shows and we hate to see the season end after the finale next week.

Sargie works early today. I'm going to take my walk first thing then work on the shop. Grady and Grandpa are going to be together by themselves on Saturday and I'd like to get as much done as possible before then.  

It's getting light outside and about time to wake Sargie. After that, I think I'll listen to the news and quite possibly think a deep thought.

After all, a man's work is never done.

So are the tales from Pentoga Road...