Sunrise over the Brule River

February 9, 2019 - Saturday morning

-7 degrees/cloudy skies/breezy

Pentoga Road

Ah, I worked two days last week and already, I'm rejoicing that the weekend has arrived. If nothing else, substitute teaching has taught me to appreciate retirement. On the other hand, I don't mind my limited time back in the classroom, so I shouldn't complain. Right now, I'm enjoying a healthy combination of both.

The drive to Florence yesterday morning was like driving through a beautiful 3-D picture.

Even going around the square in tiny Alpha made me think that Norman Rockwell might appear at any time, easel in hand.

With the snow that fell on Wednesday, coupled with the ice covered limbs, the Upper Peninsula has been transformed into this magical winter wonderland.

I was the science teacher in Florence on Friday.

With the exception of one high school boy, all went well. Poor kid, by the time he was done in the office, then having to deal with me again, one-on-one, I don't believe he'll be giving me any trouble again. 

He departed our conversation a new and believing boy.

The teacher for whom I was subbing left immaculate lesson plans. All the assignments and work sheets were spread out in order on the front lab table making my job much easier.

I departed the high school a happy boy. Another week was under my belt and I was headed home to my Sargie.

Talk about a nice surprise. I arrived home to the aroma of baked pork chops and other goodies. When I walked into the living room, the wood box was full. 

Mmm, baked pork chops and taters, topped with jalapeno pickled peppers and sour cream. Can life get any better?

A short drive to town was taken before supper to take advantage of a two day sale at the local grocery. We detoured through one of our local communities, Gasstra.

Gaastra is a beautiful, yet sleepy, community of a few hundred souls. I've often said that if we were to move to any of the nearby towns, Gaastra would be my choice. 

 Last night was a lazy one on Pentoga Road and it was early to bed for both of us. Sargie opens the Vision Center this morning and I have some serious plowing to do. From what Carl the Weatherman says, the next system of snow is to arrive on Tuesday, then another on Thursday.

I think I'll spend the rest of the day in the shop. Today, there's some actual carving and sanding that needs to be done. 

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

So are the tales from Pentoga Road...