Yay, Coleman!! Grandpa's grandson earned a 100% on his spelling test. 

October 27, 2015 - Tuesday

40 degrees/fog - mist/calm winds

Pentoga Road

Just when I thought I was feeling better on Sunday, my body decided otherwise and once again fell victim to this bug I've been fighting for over a week. The past two days have been spent lying in the recliner. I've taken more naps in the past 72 hours than I have in the last five years.

I sneaked outside Sunday afternoon and ran the lawn sweeper over the yard. By adjusting the height of the brushes, the machine gathered the majority of the maple leaves.

Evidently I did too good of a job on the adjustment as when I passed over the lightweight garden hose, a pocket variety, it was caught up in the brushes.

That's been the sum total of my activities since arriving home. Sargie has worked every day, but has today off. I'm feeling much better and when I do cough, it's a beneficial one, producing stuff too ugly too mention. The fever and chills are gone, so I won't have to ask Yooper Brother Mark to come out and put me down.

The weather has been typical late fall. It's rained daily with temperatures a few degrees above freezing. At one point yesterday, the National Weather Service was calling for up to three inches of snow Wednesday night, but I see it's been changed to all rain. I'm glad. There's too much to do outside before snow begins falling.

Hopefully, I'll get back on track here in the next day or two. Meanwhile, there's coffee to sip and deep thoughts to think.

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

So are the tales from Pentoga Road...

Brutus missed me and I sure missed my constant companion while on the East Coast. He's been glued to my side since returning.

An added postscript: Since posting the original log earlier, Sargie talked me into calling the doctor's office. We'll be heading to Iron Mountain for a 10:30 appointment this morning.