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| Jessica and Matt in Germany |
16 degrees/cloudy/calm winds
Pentoga Road
I'll be the librarian tomorrow at Florence Elementary so figured I'd better write tonight. Sargie and I, both, will be out of here bright and early in the morning.
Matt texted earlier today saying that he and Jess had visited Anne Frank's home in Amsterdam earlier this week. Like Dachau, he said it was sobering.
Congratulations to Luke for getting a monster Maine doe earlier today.
Luke's one of the best outdoorsman I know. I'd like to say I taught him everything he knows, but that's simply not true. The boy could teach his dad a few things.
I was out the door early this morning to get the fire going in the outdoor wood furnace. It takes about forty five minutes to warm the shop once a good bed of coals and fire is established.
I worked the rest of the morning on another mommy gift, a wall hanging for one of our young teachers at school who had a baby boy late last summer.
I was lucky that Sargie did the background painting. She mixed the colors until she found exactly what she wanted, a soft, baby boy, blue.
The piece was finished later this afternoon and is ready to give to the new mom tomorrow.
Only an inch or two of snow fell during the morning, but it was enough for me to break out the new electric power shovel.
It works well and should be handy for clearing the back deck, but more importantly, to blow snow from the roofs of the house and outbuildings.
Sargie and I took our usual drive this afternoon. We were surprised that most the area lakes are now completely frozen over. A few nights of below zero temperatures will see the ice being dotted by local ice fishermen.
We'll be leaving late Thursday afternoon to see Mom in Indiana. Depending on how tired we are, we hope to make it to central Illinois before getting a hotel room, then driving onto Terre Haute, arriving around noon on Friday.
It will be Friday before I get to write again, possibly in the morning before we leave the hotel.
It's about time for bed. Tomorrow's going to be a long day; school in the morning, eight hours of driving tomorrow afternoon and night.
After all, a man's work is never done.
So are the tales from Pentoga Road...
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