Sargie and I were quite puzzled when we stopped behind this car at a construction sight and discovered there was no one sitting behind the wheel. A self-driving vehicle? Turned out the steering wheel and driver were on the right side.

June 24, 2017 - Saturday

54 degrees/cloudy-rain/breezy

Pentoga Road

It's another rainy day on Pentoga Road. I had an itch on one foot earlier and I'm fairly certain it was caused by webs growing between my toes. If gills begin to form behind my ears, I'll know that a super-charged evolution is definitely taking place.

I remember eight years ago, while in the middle of a dry spell, some climatologists, headed by Al Gore, were predicting that our summers in the future would be sizzling hot and the middle part of the country would become a huge desert.

We've seen how that played out. 

Friday was a quiet one on Pentoga Road. Arriving home from Iron Mountain, I spent most the morning and part of the afternoon working on the drive, sealing the small cracks in the pavement caused by last spring's frost heaves.

The small air compressor was used to blow the cracks clean before each was filled with a liquid then sealed with a latex paste.

I'm tempted to begin purchasing a couple of buckets of good blacktop sealer at a time and covering the entire drive before winter begins. It was professionally sealed a year ago, but dang, our winters and springs are hard on blacktop. Worse case scenario is for melting water to seep into the small cracks, then freeze and expand, causing the blacktop to break into pieces. 

In talking with others, I've found they are encountering the same problem. 

It's dragon fly season! The double-winged monsters of the air appear almost every summer at this time to satisfy their voracious appetites by eating mosquitoes and other small flying insects.

We love our dragon flies since every mosquito eaten is one less to bite Sargie or me.

Isabella brought her mommy out for a visit Friday afternoon.

She wanted to know where her buddy, Grady, was and when she found out he wasn't here, was happy to simply play with his toys.

Sarah and I had a good conversation. My former student in Alaska and an elementary teacher in Wyoming, she's on her way to Texas to attend a math conference. Meanwhile, Isabella will be staying in the UP with Grandma and Grandpa (Mark and Sheri) and will be spending next Friday at Auntie Sargie and Uncle Tom's house. We're already looking forward to it.

Sargie was home early last night and we enjoyed leftovers and talking the evening away. We haven't had a great deal of alone-time in the past month.

Just because Sargie's off work today doesn't mean she won't be busy as she will be attending Sasha's wedding shower this afternoon. Sasha and Alex will be getting married this coming September.

I'm unsure what today will bring for me. It's too wet to do anything meaningful in the yard or garden. I do have a mental picture of a new type of long, thin, bowl and lid I'd like to turn. It would have a twisted (carved) stem, almost like a goblet.

One thing I know for sure, the coffee's done and I'm about to have caffeine withdrawals. Time to get this day started.

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

So are the tales from Pentoga Road...

The first of this year's strawberries. As with everything else that was covered by water, we don't have to worry about harvesting a bumper crop.