Memorial Day. To remember those who gave the ultimate sacrifice.

May 30, 2016 - Monday

59 degrees/sunny/breezy

Pentoga Road

I hope everyone takes a moment today to silently give thanks for those brave heroes who fought (and are fighting) so hard to give us our freedom. God bless America.

This will be short. I slept late and with only one sunny day mixed in with ten days of torrential downpours, I want to do some outside work before heading over to Milligan Mountain later this morning.

I changed belts on the mower first thing Sunday morning and then decided to mow the front and back yards. 

It was a mess as the grass was heavy and very wet. Going over everything after with the lawn sweeper helped a bit. I hope to mow the side yard and front meadow this morning.

It was shortly before noon when Sargie and I left for Rhinelander. We spent the afternoon browsing, not really buying anything, but managing to leave some money in every store we entered.

I purchased new blades for the mower, we bought groceries, you name it, we probably looked at it. With rain pounding down outside, it was a good day to walk up and down aisles window shopping.

Once home, Sargie worked for quite a while finishing planting her window boxes and pots.

She would work for a bit, then be run inside by heavy rain. Once that passed, she'd be back outside and continue.

Inexpensive black plastic pots are getting a coat of happy yellow paint.

Neighbor Mike called and asked if I would like three hollyhock plants that they had left over. When I arrived at the camp, I found the entire family engaged in planting garden. 

That's Grandma Lettie who is supervising. I never did figure out what the broom was for. Maybe it was to hit Mike over the head if he shirked his work.

Last night was a lazy one and when the power went out at 8:30, it really became lazy. We were in bed shortly after 9. The power finally came back on around 1 AM.

Sargie has to work today. I'll work in the yard for a couple of hours this morning then head over to Milligan Mountain in Foster City for the Mighty Milligan Memorial Day gathering. 

I have dreams of getting home early enough to pour the footings for the garden arbor. We'll see. Almost an inch of rain if forecast to fall over the next two days. As Mom says, watch out what you hope for, it just may come true, and yes, I prayed for rain last week.

Time to get busy. After all, a man's work is never done. 

So are the tales from Pentoga Road...

I'm not certain what kind of bushes these are, but Sargie had to talk me out of uprooting each and bringing them home. The flowers are so brilliant that I thought they were artificial.