A giant sunflower head, bending under it's own weight

August 25, 2016 - Thursday

57 degrees/overcast/calm winds

Pentoga Road

It appears as though it's going to be a beautiful day in the neighborhood and that's a good thing. The crew is to arrive sometime this morning between 8 and 10 to fill the cracks and seal coat the drive. 

Another .4 of a inch of rain fell Wednesday morning. I'm going to forget about working in the shop and move my attentions to building an ark. Thankfully, all this precipitation is in the form of rain. If the equivalent falls as snow this coming winter, it'll be the Fourth of July of next year before we see bare ground.

I spent time in the garden Wednesday morning, mostly feeding the giant pumpkins, plucking a cucumber here and there, and studying the sunflowers that have those desirable traits I hope to breed into one super flower; you know, the variety that is going to make me world famous and filthy rich.

Some of my sunflowers have the desirable height of over twelve feet, other's the size of heads, either huge or the smaller ones that stay upright. My end goal is to have one plant that will support multiple giant heads without bending over under its own weight. It's a work in progress.

The bench for the lathe was finished by mid morning. 

No doubt I'll be adding drawers, an overhead light, and other features to make it more accommodating for turning, but for now, this will suffice. I've got a million other projects to complete before snow falls and I can begin to play inside.

I wanted to paint the ceiling of the shop white last fall (to better reflect the light) but didn't get around to it. That process began yesterday and half was finished before my neck and back gave out. I hope to be done in the next day or two.

A quick jaunt was made into town to purchase the gallon of paint needed for the back of the house. While in the hood, I stopped and visited with Yooper Brother Mark and dropped off some ripe tomatoes to both him and Ann. 

The rest of the day was spent power washing the drive.

The seal coat crew is to arrive this morning sometime between 8 and 10 and I wanted to make certain all the cracks, nooks, and crannies, were clean so the filler can fully flow down inside.

Sargie wasn't home until late last night. We had a short evening together and as luck would have it, she opens this morning. I'm fearful the girl is going to run into herself coming and going one of these days.

Other than watching the guys seal coat the drive, I'm not sure what today has in store. I'd like to finish the ceiling in the shop so I can move my attentions elsewhere. The lawn needs to be mowed, but that can wait for another day or two. I'm tired of mowing grass, currently, an every week chore. During an average summer, the mowing season would be about over, but not here in the rain forest this year.

It's time to get this uploaded and feed the pumpkins before fixing Sargie's breakfast and packing her lunch.

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

So are the tales from Pentoga Road...

Brutus enjoys cooling off by standing in the mist created by the power washer.