Aubrey and Marley gearing up for Halloween. Tomorrow, I'll publish the picture of what niece Sasha did with that pumpkin the girls are leaning on. It's a true work of art.

October 30, 2015 - Friday

34 degrees/ partly cloudy/calm winds

Pentoga Road

Ah, the goblins and ghosts are, no doubt, in the wings getting ready to hit the streets tomorrow night. For certain, Aubrey and Marley will be ready and I'd be willing to bet that Grady will enjoy his first real trick or treating experience Saturday evening. 

Wearing his monster Halloween t shirt, Grady's ready for some action.

As for Sargie and me; well, there are times it's good to be grandparents and simply let it all happen around us. 

Yooper Brother Mark was talking earlier this morning, trying to decide if he should dress in costume tomorrow night for an event they are to attend. I'm going to suggest he don a tutu, a little ballerina outfit. After all, Mark is such a delicate little guy.

Though it rained part of the day, much of Thursday was actually salvaged and some things were accomplished. I began by sanding the black kettle that sits on top of our wood stove. It's unreal how much lime and other gunk can coat the thing by the end of the heating season. Of course, once we begin burning wood, water in the kettle boils twenty-four hours a day, seven days a week.

It took almost two hours of hard work, sanding, grinding, chipping, digging, chiseling, swearing, and spitting, but in the end, the kettle came out looking okay.

It wasn't raining too hard and there were several poles that badly need replacing on the deer fence. I spent the next two hours on two of them, taking out the rotten popple wood in favor of treated posts.

I was on a roll. The giant pumpkin has rotted considerably since I first set it by the drive. 



It was time to say goodbye to this past summer's passion. I initially hoped that I might roll it onto the bucket of the tractor. Boy, that was a pipe dream. In the end, it went on, but in big, goopy, sloppy, wet, smelly, pieces.

Other than playing fetch with Brutus, that was my day. I enjoyed a late lunch followed by the mandatory grandpa nap. 

Sargie wasn't home until 8:30 last night. Needless to say, our evening together was short.

She opens today and hopefully, will be home fairly early this afternoon. Having tomorrow off, we've talked about a quick trip to Green Bay to pick up household supplies. 

I want to continue working outside today, replacing more popple poles in the deer fence. I'm going to experiment making a frame for the corrugated polycarbonate to fit on the solar heater, although it may not be permanently installed until the promised nicer weather of next week arrives. 

It's time to pack Sargie's lunch and get breakfast ready. 

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

So are the tales from Pentoga Road...

Regardless of when she gets off work, Sargie calls from nearby Alpha on her way home to let me know where she is. Knowing he'll get a treat as soon as she walks in, Brutus wanders to the kitchen as soon as the phone rings and waits patiently for Sargie to enter.