Swollen from the recent snow melt and rains, the Brule River continues its journey towards Lake Michigan.
(Taken from the Pentoga Bridge)

April 25, 2016 - Monday

37 degrees/rainy/breezy

Pentoga Road

The several inches of rain forecast never materialized, but there's close to an inch sitting in the gauge. It fell in intervals, never really hard, so all has soaked into the ground making it extremely beneficial. Yooper Brother Mark said they received almost two inches in town, just ten miles from here. 

Sunday was a lazy affair. While Sargie was doing her thing in the morning, I spent time in the orchard transplanting the half dozen blueberry bushes that had either suckered or sprouted from seed. I'm not certain from which method they grew, but I'm grateful for the free plants.

I hoped to move them before they came out of dormancy a few weeks ago, but the ground was still frozen when I tried. After that, I got busy and time got away. 

The rest of the morning was spent cleaning the shop and just fiddling around. I'd like to build a flower planter for alongside the greenhouse and experimented with several designs. 

The visit from Grady never materialized so we enjoyed our weekly drive to town and around the countryside.

The rest of Sunday was spent watching movies and being lazy. With the intermittent rain and cold temperatures, there was little incentive to do anything else.

Luke sent this picture of the new raised beds he made over the weekend.

Sargie's back to work today. I've got to make a couple of calls later in preparation for tomorrow's surgery. The first is to my insurance company to double check that I'm preregistered. The second is to the operating room this afternoon for final instructions and to confirm arrival and preparation times. Other than that, I have every intention of playing in the shop and enjoying the day.

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

So are the tales from Pentoga Road...