February 26, 2016 - Thursday
23 degrees/cloudy/windy
Pentoga Road

It's dark, cold, and windy this morning. What the heck happened to spring? Actually, this morning's temperature is almost normal and it's not yet light so I guess I shouldn't complain.

I just checked. Saturday's high is to be 46 degrees, a record if it happens. Perhaps maple syrup season is going to be sooner rather than later this year.

One more weather-related goody... I see they are predicting gusts up to forty mph today. That'll keep the mosquitoes from landing!

Page Two:

An empty box is the best! Just ask Isabella!!

Wednesday began with the usual walk. After, I hooked the trailer onto the Blazer and hauled it to Yooper Brother Mark's plant where it will be filled with wood. The best part of the trip was talking with Mark and Ann. I hadn't seen either for quite a while. Ann's excited to be going to Texas in a couple of weeks to meet with her daughter and spend a few days in the sun. Mark and Sheri are heading to Green Bay this weekend for a bowling tournament. It looks to be a busy time of year for everyone I know in the UP.

I came home and began working the garage, cleaning, rearranging, and throwing things away. Sargie gave me a garage work station for Christmas, a unit that hangs on the wall or ceiling with retractable hoses for air and light. I was going to mount it in the garage until I discovered the package with the mounting hardware was missing. I remember seeing it and know the small plastic bag filled with nuts and bolts didn't get thrown away. Two hours were spent looking high and low with no success. I'm certain it will appear one of these days. If not, I'll improvise. It's not a deal-killer, just frustrating.

The early afternoon was spent inside, accomplishing little other than eating lunch followed by a quick mandatory grandpa nap. This time of year, a half-hour afternoon snooze is almost automatic. 

I cleaned a bit, ran the sweeper, and was going to call it a day when I remembered that Sargie had to close, she wouldn't be home until well into the evening hours. There was nothing on television so I decided to head to the shop and work on strawberry pyramid #4. 

I use a combination of screws and nails. I love the air nailer... if I can just keep from shooting myself.

Three hours later, it was finished. What began as a somewhat worthless day turned into one of my more productive ones. I had come inside and just stepped out of the shower when Sargie arrived home. 

Today's her last day of work before vacation. She opens this morning and should be home early this evening. I'm going to walk this morning, pay the property taxes later, then wash what few clothes are dirty and do a bit of house cleaning in preparation of leaving tomorrow morning for the weekend. 

Other than that, there's that pesky mandatory afternoon grandpa nap.

Isabella's an outside kind of girl

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

So are the tales from Pentoga Road...

Me, our Congressman, Luke, and Matt.
 Many many years ago, I was a high school band director. My 140 piece marching band stopped in Washington DC to perform as part of a tour culminating in South Carolina.