It was a Halloween Moon that rose Sunday night

April 30, 2018 - Monday

37 degrees/clear skies/calm winds

Pentoga Road

Thankfully, with this Halloween Moon, we're going into spring, not fall and winter. I'm about wintered out.

Sunday morning began by painting the 4x8 sheets of hardboard to be used for the ceiling in the shop.

It was Sargie's idea. Why not paint them before hanging each rather than after when paint runs down one's arm or drips into his face? (The "one" I'm referring to is ME.)

Sargie had a point, but then, that's why, when it comes to all things pretty and practical, she's the captain of the ship. I'm but a mere deckhand.

With the captain's help, we managed to wrestle the sheets into place and slowly, the ceiling was fastened.

We worked especially hard with the first piece, but having developed some sort of system, the others went up as smoothly as possible. 

Other than some finishing touches, the shop is finished, at least for now. I'm glad to have it done and out of the way and will be especially grateful next winter for the added room and heat from a wood stove.

Another neighbor, Mike from Wisconsin, stopped by yesterday to show me an asteroid he found in a field. I was so excited to see it that I forgot to take a picture.

About the size of a watermelon, it was very heavy and metallic. In fact, a magnet would stick to it. 

Mike's daughter, a dentist, owns a beautiful home/camp about a mile away. Mike's a logger and is often up this way and occasionally stops in for a visit when he's in the neighborhood.

Sargie and I took our usual afternoon day-off drive. The weather has been perfect and today's highs are forecast to reach into the 70's. 

I cut up chicken breasts last night and we enjoyed fried chicken and mashed potatoes and gravy for supper. Can't beat down home, healthy, low calorie, cuisine.

I have a doctor's appointment a week from today so I'll be crash dieting this week in an effort to shed some pounds.

Healthy? Not even close, but it sure beats young Dr. Katie crawling up one side of me and down the other while expounding the virtues of keeping the pounds off. 

It's really not fair. When I see her in the fall, I'm usually fairly trim after a summer of working and being active outside. The spring visit is a different story. Having practiced being a two-legged slug all winter, I tend to be a bit pudgy with eight or ten "comfort pounds" riding around my waist. 

Those need to go away this week.

Neighbor Mike came down last night with a hammer in his hand. When asked why he was carrying a hammer, he told the story of a huge raccoon that had appeared in his barn through a hole and Mike found him a bit threatening. I guess he was going to pound the daylights out of the critter should he decide to get nasty.

We set a live trap last evening and hopefully, the varmint will have found his way into it over night. 

Sargie closes the Vision Center tonight. I'll go for my morning walk then finish the trim in the shop. Now that the weather has turned, there's so much to do that there aren't enough hours in the day. 

It's either feast of famine on Pentoga Road, but isn't that the way it's supposed to be?

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

So are the tales from Pentoga Road...

Flock after flock of geese are winging their way north as spring returns