The fishing was a bit slow, but the weather was picture perfect Wednesday afternoon.

May 29, 2019 - Wednesday evening

70 degrees/clear skies/calm winds

Pentoga Road

I'm writing tonight as tomorrow is my last day of subbing in Bobkittyland. I'll be the elementary librarian.

I know, I've said it before, but this time, I really really really mean it when I say that this will be the last sub job for the year. How do I know? It's simple. School's out for summer vacation beginning next week.

Today has been a mixed pot of activities. I began this morning with a wonderful five mile hike. The insoles in my boots and shoes are beginning to wear thin making my feet ache something horrible. I'm going to have to spend some money and get new ones.

Having almost destroyed my feet with years of daily hiking, I think they are the weakest link for undertaking a six month through hike. I've got to take care of those babies.

Back home, I cranked up the push mower for the first time this year and trimmed the entire yard. Sargie said she'd mow tomorrow using the rider if I would do the trimming. 

I worked in the shop and thankfully, avoided disaster. After sending a picture of the name to Melinda, I found that the last letter was supposed to be an N, not an M.

As I told her, someday I'll learn to read.

So, in a moment of inspiration, I carefully cut the M away and sawed a new N. A bit of sanding, some whittling, spitting, and cussing, along with a bit of glue and a clamp, and I think it will look like it's always been there.

I'll whittle and sand on it this weekend to make it fit with the rest of the letters and it should be good to go.

I looked outside this morning and noticed the wild ducks are making themselves at home. They waddled right under the hammock.

Through the back yard...

Right past Mom's car and down the drive. I have no idea where they were going, but I think it would be easier if they flew.

The goldfish seem to be surviving okay in their above ground pond. 

I'm having a terrible time keeping the algae from taking over. I'm hoping the fish will be swimming in the new pond, complete with a natural filter and plants, in another few weeks. I'm getting anxious to get it done and put the garden back together.

The afternoon was spent getting the patio furniture out of the storage container and bringing it up the deck and front porch. The most important piece, the basketball goal, was also set in place along the drive.



I hooked the boat to the Blazer late this afternoon and took off for the lake. As Dad would have said, it's was just a good day to be alive. He'd have enjoyed this afternoon's outing. 

I'm subbing on Thursday, have Hambone's concert tomorrow night, and will be driving two and a half hours south to meet Andrew for breakfast Friday morning. I'm hoping to continue work on the pond in earnest this weekend and right into next week.

It's time to get Sargie's supper ready. She'll be pulling in the drive in a bit and no doubt, will be hungry. The girl's put in a long day.

Time to get busy.

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

So are the tales from Pentoga Road...