The flowers in the large planter at the corner of the barn are at their peak.

August 26, 2016 - Friday

51 degrees/clear skies/calm winds

Pentoga Road

I'm up and at 'em early as I'll be riding over to Iron Mountain with Sargie. I need to purchase a few metal trim pieces that join the lap siding at the corners on the house. I've hit and mangled a few over the past several years, either with the snow plow or the tractor, and since I'll be painting the rear of the house, I figured I might as well replace those damaged ones along the drive so I can paint them to blend in.

The seal/coat man arrived before eight yesterday morning and immediately got to work. He first went along the pavement with a weed trimmer, then blew it clean using a leaf blower. After, it was a matter of dumping five-gallon buckets full of sealer onto the pavement and spreading it out using a squeegee. 

I was extremely pleased by the time he was finished. Other than needing a few of the larger cracks filled in with blacktop, the drive is now ready to meet the tough demands of winter's snow and ice.

While the drive was being sealed, I busied myself in the shop and finished painting the ceiling. I'm certain I missed plenty of places, but it's much brighter now. The white paint does a wonderful job of reflecting the light down into the room.

With the future addition of the new, much larger, window, it should be much easier to see and work in the shop during the dark days of the upcoming winter.

It was mid afternoon before I took a shower and made my way to Iron Mountain to meet Sargie. I'll stop by Home Depot for the corner trim pieces this morning then skedaddle back home.  I'd like to get most of the painting completed on the back of the house this afternoon.

The four year-old Macintosh apple tree in the back yard. There's going to be some good crunching and munching in the near future.

The Packers play this evening in San Francisco, the third preseason game of the year. I need to be finished with all my work, showered, and dressed in my Packer paraphernalia well before so I can coach my team onto victory.

It's time to feed those angry giant pumpkins before they try to escape the garden. I don't need to repair a fence in addition to all my other chores today.

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

So are the tales from Pentoga Road... 

Eggs, venison sausage, Colby-Jack cheese, and fresh tomatoes from the garden. Does summertime eating get any better than this?