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64 degrees/partly cloudy/calm winds
Pentoga Road
I'm too tired and there are too many pictures to write much of a dialogue. Hambone's gone home and Grandma Sargie and Pawpaw are plum tuckered out.
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| Grady was out the door early this morning in his PJ's fishing for pollywogs. |
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| Bunches of grapes are forming on the vines that are growing on the garden trellis. |
Grady was reeled back into the house to change clothes and eat breakfast. Later, he was fascinated watching Grandma Sargie putting on her makeup.
The three bushes directly in back of the deck have been slowly dying over the years. Though each showed a bit of life, I decided this was the year to replace them.
We'll be replacing them with dogwood bushes in short order.
Grady helped me and we spread six barrels of wood chips in the garden rows.
He thought it was fun to run up one row and down the other through the piles before they were spread.
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| What's this? Usually it's July before any pepper plants begin to blossom. |
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| Hambone and I found the time to play FLASH VS PAWPAW THE CLAW |
As always, The Flash battled back to be victorious over The Claw.
Meanwhile, Grandma Sargie worked on planting flowers in the rest of her pots.
She wasn't alone. Tired of being a super hero, Hambone was quick to help his grandma.
I took advantage of the alone time to continue cutting out letters on the scroll saw. It wasn't always a solitary experience.
As much as he wanted to help, I told Hambone he'd have to wait a few years before he can begin to learn to use a scroll saw.
As always, all good things come to an end. Sargie's back to work tomorrow morning and I'll have to do my chores all by myself. Flash has returned to the Flash Cave.
It's time to climb the steps and head to bed.
After all, a man's work is never done.
So are the tales from Pentoga Road...
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