Does this mean we can ignore the latest winter storm warning?

February 22, 2019 - Friday evening

22 degrees/clear skies/calm winds

Pentoga Road

Enough said.

Friday started off with the usual walk to Pentoga Village. The sun was bright, the temperatures mild. It was, by far, the nicest day we've had in a long time.

Jambo sent this photo. Seems he's teaching his granddaughter, Elise, how to play cards. 

It won't be too many years before Elise will be at Grandpa's camp, no doubt playing cribbage with the guys.

Neighbor Mike and Germaine are due back from Washington tomorrow, just in time for another snow storm.

After Friday morning's walk to Pentoga Village, I got busy cleaning the shop. It took the rest of the morning and part of the afternoon, but as of right now, the worst of the dust is gone.

I felt, more than heard, a rumble coming from outside. An earthquake? 

Not a quake, but thousands of pounds of heavy snow falling onto the deck from the metal roof overhead. The warm temperatures were causing several feet of snow to melt and slide.

I'd just cleaned the deck a couple of days ago and now this. I tried the snowblower, but it wouldn't throw the heavy snow. There was only one way to do it, the old fashioned method, shovel it by hand.

It took almost two hours, but the snow was removed, just in time for the next foot or two.

I went back to the shop to work on my newest project, Betty Lou the Bulldog.

The patterns were numbered and mounted and a few cuts made. I'll continue with Betty on Saturday.

Another quake?

This time I ran outside and didn't like what I saw. Tons of snow had slid off the roof of the barn on the north side and filled the path to the wood furnace.

I grabbed the scoop and began shoveling. The heavy, wet, snow was deep, up to my waist, and once again, two hours were spent digging.

It was late afternoon. I was wet and tired, but after hearing the weather warnings for the umpteenth time, I decided the snow should be removed from the wood sheds. Better safe than sorry.

The sun was setting before I finished. 

Let 'er snow.

Tom and Melinda came this evening with Chief in tow. There was no doubt the little guy remembered me. Sargie called and hearing her voice on the speaker, he tried getting to her through the phone. They're buddies.

Melinda will bring Chief over next Wednesday evening to stay with us for a week. It'll be good to have some canine company around the house.

Sargie arrived home late this evening and opens early Saturday morning. I'm going for my usual walk then return to the shop to work on Betty Lou the Bulldog. 

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

So are the tales from Pentoga Road...