As you can see, Jambo and I were practicing social distancing for the entirety of our Friday morning walk.

April 11, 2020 - Saturday morning

23 degrees/clear skies/calm winds

Pentoga Road

I was going to skip writing this morning as Friday was pretty much a nonevent. Though not really cold, the wet snow made the air feel chilly, damp, and it seemed colder than the thermometer registered.

After going for my morning walk, I returned home and turned the heat on in the shop where I spent most of the morning.

I began work on a segmented piece, that of a boy and his dog. It was completely sawed by morning's end with several pieces already sanded. Another three or four hours of work should see me completing the piece.

I'm finding there's beauty if one wants to find it. I looked out the window yesterday afternoon and saw white dots floating on the surface of the garden pond. Further investigation showed that each of my genuine, fake, faded, ugly, water lilies were adorned with a ball of snow.



I dislike those plastic flowers a great deal, almost hate them, but they are used to break up the surface of the pond somewhat until real plants are introduced and take hold. I noticed last fall that the artificial flowers help to confuse the circling ospreys and eagles who regard the goldfish below as easy targets.

I'm heading out in a few minutes for my morning stroll. Today's agenda includes installing a new carburetor on the backhoe, changing the fluids, filters, and maybe even painting it. I have a couple of brand new cans of fire engine red Rustoleum that would make that baby look mighty pretty.

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

So are the tales from Pentoga Road...

Today's random Alaska picture:

I was in a small bush plane on approach to a very narrow landing strip outside of the village of Kivalina, Alaska, a whaling village on the Chukchi Sea. 

My first inclination was to tell the pilot to just let me out, I'd walk on into the village from there, but we landed, safe and sound. It was the first of many visits I made to Kivalina over the years, however, most were made via snowmobile.