Susy's Garden of Hope The bra that Sargie designed and made received the highest bid of any, $500, at Friday night's Bras For a Cause fundraiser in Iron Mountain |
30 degrees/clear skies/calm winds
Pentoga Road
Congratulations to Sargie for her winning artistic creation in last night's breast cancer cure fundraiser.
Sargie titled it, Susy's Garden of Hope, in honor of her sister and best friend, Susy, who passed away a few years ago after a courageous battle against breast cancer.
I'm currently trying to talk Sargie into quitting her day job to become an international bra designer. We could jet off to Europe and other destinations around the globe as she creates decorative bras for well-to-do women the world over.
Congratulations honey. I'm so proud of you!
Saturday was a catch-all day. I worked in the shop on a cardboard duct that fit from the inline fan on the solar heater directly to the larger ceiling mount fan that blows the heat down.
I think I'm onto something and as I told someone earlier, if I keep going, I should have the perfect solution by the time I'm ninety or a hundred.
There's a small inline fan, that can't be seen, mounted in the duct on the wall. The larger fan takes that air and blows it downward. |
Knowing that frigid temperatures are quickly closing in, I decided it was time to move the squash and potatoes to the basement for winter storage. They've been spread out on the floor of the barn to ripen and cure. It was time.
With Sargie's help, we used the two wheeled dolly to move several very heavy boxes. All that remains are the giant Hubbard squash, each weighing between twenty-five and fifty pounds. I'll carry those down one at a time.
The apples I gathered several weeks ago and stored in the basement are definitely NOT the variety that overwinters well. I removed two bags from the basement, loaded them onto the four wheeler, and took those to Neighbor Mike's field for the deer.
Sargie and I took our day-off ride, did a bit of shopping, and drove around a couple of area lakes. It was the perfect day with the temperature close to 70 and absolutely no wind.
Sargie left for Iron Mountain later in the afternoon. I did a few more things in the shop then started a fire outside and enjoyed the end of a beautiful day until well after dark.
Sargie arrived home safe and sound later in the evening. I listened as she described the fundraiser and told of those she saw and talked with. She made her sister, Susy, proud.
I was up early this morning, the time change and all. I think I'll head out to the shop fairly soon and turn on the heat. I want to finish what I'm currently working on so I can begin a few Christmas-related projects. Time's a flyin'!
Sargie's off again today. She thinks she's going to take it easy, but I'm going to insist she sit down and design another bra. I want her to make millions so I can afford to quit my day job.
Oh wait, I'm retired. Never mind.
After all, a man's work is never done.
So are the tales from Pentoga Road...
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