Bond Falls - Paulding, Michigan |
60 degrees/cloudy skies/calm winds
Pentoga Road
Joanne is sitting across the room absorbed in her computer. Sargie is still slumbering as it's her last day of vacation, and I just finished a Facetime visit with Matt and the munchkins. Sure is quiet, but then it's going to get that way even more.
Sargie heads back to work Monday morning and Joanne will point her car towards the Atlanta area. Our week of vacation, fun, laziness, and visiting is drawing to a close.
Hard to believe that I'll be alone in the solitary silence of Pentoga Road tomorrow at this time.
Saturday was a lazy affair. I made the rounds of the garden and picked anything I thought could be stuffed into an omelet. Thankfully, the kitchen sink was securely fastened to the counter.
Broccoli, cauliflower, tomatoes, cucumber, and peppers, all made the vegetable ingredients. |
Of course, no omelet would be complete without the main food group, bacon. That, along with cheese and mushrooms, made for some delicious dining.
Joanne, Sargie, and I, jumped in the car Saturday afternoon and drove an hour west to Bond Falls.
Niagara Falls it's not, but for the relatively flat upper Midwest, it's fairly impressive.
We'd have probably stayed longer, but the gnats seemed to have drawn bullseyes on each of us.
Once home, Sargie got busy making a large vegetable salad in the kitchen while I fired up the grill to prepare brats for supper.
Sargie also prepared thin slices of Neighbor Mike's summer squash marinated in Italian dressing and olive oil, all enclosed in tin foil and set on the grill. |
Joanne's getting ready to load her plate |
Meanwhile, I think I'll take the opportunity to visit with Joanne, sip some coffee, and enjoy the simple pleasures of friendship.
After all, a man's work is never done.
So are the tales from Pentoga Road...
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