Isn't she beautiful?
Great niece, Maddie, dressed for First Communion in Madrid, Spain.

June 2, 2019 - Sunday evening

52 degrees/clear skies/cam winds

Pentoga Road

Thanks to sister-in-law, Trish, for sending the picture of her granddaughter, Maddie. Maddie, her sister, brother, mom and dad, all live in Madrid where her father is employed by Amazon. Lisa and the three munchkins will be back at their camp on Six Mile Lake, just down the road from Foster City, in a few weeks. It will be good to see them again.

Sargie and Tom were really busy today. I started the day by driving to town and purchasing several varieties of garden seed, carrots, zucchini, beets, beans, etc. I also purchased some small hooks so we could properly hang the Boston Ferns.

While putting up the ferns, I turned one over and shook it a bit to retrieve a lost S hook. The hook wasn't the only thing to fall out.

Thankfully, there were no eggs or baby birds.

Once home, the rest of the morning and part of the afternoon were spent repairing the raised garden beds and finally, planting.



With the pond project, I decided if the garden wasn't planted today, who knows when it might get done. The tomatoes and peppers still need to go in the ground, plus I'll order some more seed to fill the empty beds.



Sargie was busy mowing all day. She tackled the dry bed of Lake Pentoga and found the grass tall, tough, and covered with dried dirt. It was a messy job.

We took a break, drove to town, then enjoyed a short drive after. It was fun watching a daddy fishing with his two youngsters.

Back home, I began moving a huge pile of dirt away from the pond area. The tractor does a good job, but with a small bucket, takes a while. Consequently, I'm suffering from Clutch Leg.

The clutch is stiff and after a couple of hours of constantly pushing the pedal, my left leg began to grow tired and shake. When I finally climbed from the tractor, the leg almost collapsed under me. 

I never realized I was so delicate. No doubt, it will be fully recovered by Monday morning.

Late Sunday afternoon, Sargie was mowing in the same area where I was moving dirt and I considered getting a flagman to direct traffic.

 We finally called it day by early evening. With a frost warning issued earlier, we moved the delicate plants into the garage.

The flower planters were also covered.

Sargie opens the Vision Center Monday morning. I'll ride with her a few miles before walking back home. Unless something unforeseen occurs, I'll be on the backhoe for the remainder of the day.

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

So are the tales from Pentoga Road...

Sargie has the yard looking like a golf course.