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| A doe and fawn outside the living room windows. |
21 degrees/cloudy/calm winds
Pentoga Road
I'm running a day late and a dollar short this morning. Since Sargie is off, I opted to enjoy the early morning hours snuggled next to her in bed. Somehow, the thought of trudging downstairs in the cold and dark, lighting the fire and getting the day started didn't seem nearly as desirable.
Tuesday was another lazy day. I finally wandered outside late in the morning and plowed the drive. More snow than I thought had fallen, around 3 inches.
There are many sugar maples further into the property that have yet to be tapped. Since snowfall has been light this year, I decided to plow a couple of trails into the woods in hopes that I might be able to access those trees this coming spring.
The temperatures were in the mid-twenties which made playing outside downright fun. Still, all good things have to come to an end and the drive and trails were soon plowed.
Mom and I spent yesterday afternoon watching a movie on Netflix, a rootin', tootin', shoot 'em up, true WWII story of heroism and combat. It was one of those that we hated to see end.
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| Taking time to have a Grandma to dog conversation. |
Sargie was home early last night and fixed a great supper of shrimp Alfredo. As usual, I ate entirely too much, but it tasted so good.
I hear rumors that Macrea and Grady will be over later this morning. I hope so. Sargie saw Grady yesterday and said he was asking for "Pa-pa." I proudly claim that title. He's Pa-pa's boy.
Time to move along here and carry in some wood then begin to make the area around the wood stove "Grady proof."
After all, a man's work is never done.
So are the tales from Pentoga Road...
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| Watching the deer grazing just a few feet on the other side of the window. |
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