BOO! Consider yourself frightened!
Bennet and Emerson as Mickey and Mini Mouse.

October 31, 2016 - Monday

33 degrees/rainy/calm winds

Pentoga Road

Happy Halloween! Ah, for the days when we were in elementary school, dressed in our costumes, parading through the other classrooms. The cupcakes, punch, games, and fun we had...

I guess that in many schools throughout America, Halloween parties are no longer allowed. I'm told they are offensive to a minority and the treats are considered unhealthy. 

Too bad. We've become so proper and righteous that we've forgotten how to have good, old-fashioned, fun. It's okay that we test our children ad nauseam for days on end, but God help us if we allow them to giggle and laugh, dress in silly costumes, eat cupcakes, play games, and parade through the school. 

To those who don't think Halloween should be a fun, end of the day, hour-long, holiday for kiddies in elementary school, might I suggest you read Dickens A Christmas Carol.

Oh, and BOO! Consider yourself scared. You deserve it.

I was out the door at daybreak Sunday morning unloading the rest of the wood from the trailer. What's particularly nice is having the small wood splitter close by. 

Each chunk is removed, laid on the splitter, then the pieces are thrown into the pile. I'm grateful that I no longer have to swing that twelve pound maul. It was getting a bit cumbersome.

Sargie was doing her thing inside the house and the morning was still early. I decided to go back to the plant and get yet another load of fire wood. 

Once home, I backed the trailer up to the wood pile knowing I would have this week to unload it.

Poor Jerad caught another critter in his trapline. A skunk.

We texted back and forth on Sunday morning about the best ways to dispatch a skunk, none of them spray-proof. Different trappers have different methods, but as far as I'm concerned, they all stink. (Hey, that was supposed to be a joke. It deserves at least a chuckle.)

Sargie and I enjoyed our usual day-off foray to town, purchased some fried chicken from the local deli and got her Coke. The rest of the drive was spent looking at lake homes, seeing how the other half lives.

We were home in time to watch the Green Bay/Atlanta game which was lost by one point. Normally I'd be upset, but really, the Packers played pretty well. We were beat by a better team and Atlanta deserved to win. 

Last night was a quiet one spent in front of the television. 

Sargie opens today. I'm going for my walk then I hope to finish cleaning the garden. One full day of work would see it ready for the winter months, but it seems as though that day never arrives. 

BOO! Got 'cha again!

After today's rain, it's to be sunny and warm for the rest of the week. I hope to finish the seasonal outside chores and move into the shop for the next few months. 

There's not a lot to write about this early morning. I can hear the rain hitting the metal roof overhead, the fire is crackling in the stove, and honestly, if I closed my eyes, I could probably fall back to sleep. It's dawning that type of day.

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

So are the tales from Pentoga Road...

A Halloween decorated, chainsaw carved, bear holding a fish.
BOO for the last time!