Macrea stopped by for lunch Tuesday afternoon

January 30, 2018 - Tuesday

17 degrees/light snow/windy

Pentoga Road

It appears we've got a bit of a snow event happening this evening and into tomorrow morning. The forecast is for just a couple of inches, not too much.

Tuesday was a mix of fun and games. I began the day by building a daisy. It was similar to making the other flowers except the petals had to be cut long and thin. 

The middle was made on the lathe then painted. The petals still need to be shaped, painted, and tinted, but I think it'll work in a bouquet.

There's still a great deal of work to do, two or three more flowers to make, and a good coat of poly needs to be applied, but I can see the light at the end of the tunnel... or the birch vase and bouquet.

Sargie and I were taking a ride midday when Macrea texted saying he was in Iron River working and wondered what we were doing for lunch. We hurried home where I made a large pot of clam chowder.

I added several garden potatoes to the stock, a large can of clams, and big bag of shrimp.

Macrea, an avowed soup connoisseur, pronounced the clam chowder as excellent, so much so that he paid me the ultimate compliment. The boy had seconds!

Macrea had to go back to work. I strapped on my new hikers and bummed a ride four miles towards Iron River.

The fact that it was windy and cold didn't seem to matter to the outdoor enthusiasts enjoying the winter activities.

I had to laugh. Seems the fishermen were using tip up's. While waiting for a flag to go up indicating a fish was on, they sat in their vehicles with the heaters running, probably listening to the radio. Now that's ice fishing in luxury!

The sun suddenly disappeared, a sure sign that an impending front was coming through. 

I quickened my pace and arrived home in time to carry in tonight's firewood before the sun set.

Sargie's back to work and closes on Wednesday. I'm going to make a couple more flowers first thing, go for my walk when she leaves, then return home to work in the shop. I've been asked to make a puzzle and there are a couple of Valentine's gifts to finish. It's a busy time on Pentoga Road.

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

So are the tales from Pentoga Road...

An aging barn just down the road