Boo!
Bennet and Emerson are ready to go trick or treating

October 31, 2017 - Tuesday - Halloween!

28 degrees/cloudy/snow/breezy

Pentoga Road

There are going to be a lot of sugar'd-up munchkins by the time tonight is over. Come to think of it, there'll be a lot of big people in the same shape when they finish raiding their little one's trick or treat booty.

I'll give you one guess who's behind that costume.
Yup, it's Super Hambone!!

Sargie stopped and purchased two bags of our favorite candy bars before coming home Monday evening should we get our first-ever trick or treaters coming to the front door. Assuming we don't, Sargie and I are liable to be super energized by night's end. You don't think we'd let that candy go to waste do you?

Niece, Sasha, our resident, extremely talented, pumpkin artist, sent some pictures of this season's works of art.

One of these years, I'm going to go to their home and watch her perform her Halloween magic. Certainly the pumpkins didn't look this good when they left Pentoga Road!

Monday was cold and windy. I walked my three miles and was happy to arrive back home. It just wasn't a pleasant day for a stroll in the country.

I'm glad I wasn't walking along the shoulder when an area farmer lost this large bale of hay off his wagon. It rolled into the woods just a few hundred yards from the house.

Not to worry, the deer will appreciate it this winter when the snow gets deep and natural forage is difficult to come by.

I was in the shop the entire day either working on a puzzle or sitting in front of the scroll saw sawing some detailed letters.

I'm down to just a few pieces of the puzzle to paint before I can begin to see that project complete.

One piece fit a bit too tight and broke. Not to worry, I applied a few drops of CA glue (wood worker's super glue) and held it until I was reasonably certain the two pieces were bonded.

They did, along with my finger. 

Don't even go there. I'm not in the mood to talk about it.

I'm really happy the way the solar heater is working. It was cloudy all day Monday, yet the ambient sunshine (that we don't see, yet leaks through the clouds) warmed the heater enough that it was blowing 70 degree air into the shop despite the fact that it was only 33 degrees outside.

I see half an inch of snow fell during the night and stuck. Mark just texted me saying that Wakefield, a community to the west of here, received over a foot of snow, most of it lake effect from Lake Superior. In my younger days, I'd have been jealous. Now that I'm older, wiser, and more mature, I'm happy to let them enjoy all the white stuff. So much snow this early makes for a long long winter.

Speaking of Yooper Brother Mark, he and Sheri stopped out last night and brought several soft wood posts with, the kind that I turn pumpkins and snowmen from. In honor of Thanksgiving, I'm going to try turning a pilgrim in the next day or so.

Sargie had to close last night and opens this morning. I'm going for my usual walk then head back to the shop. With snow in the forecast, I doubt I'll be working in the garden too much.

Guess I ought to think about bringing in the goldfish one of these days. The upstairs aquarium also needs to be set up. So much to do, so little of me.

If only you had my life.

Sasha's not the only pumpkin artist.
Mel sent a picture of her creation.

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

So are the tales from Pentoga Road...

Grady had his pick of any pumpkin in the garden, big, little, long, fat, skinny... or any combination he desired. His pick was one of the smaller ones. Next year, he's going big, real big. He just doesn't know it yet.