Granddaughter, Ivy, has been planting lupines at her home in northern Maine

June 18, 2020 - Thursday morning

58 degrees/clear skies/breezy

Pentoga Road

We made it home from Green Bay in good shape Wednesday evening. Celebrating our anniversary, the day had been spent shopping in one store or the other and navigating all around Title Town.

Hot? Man oh man, with the temperatures in the low 90's, we knew we weren't in Kansas any longer. Amazing what a difference in climate a two and a half hour journey to the south can make. 

Personally, I'll take the north country any day.

I worked with the flower boxes early Wednesday morning, transplanting, weeding, and fertilizing.

Those are marigolds bordering miniature sunflowers
On the ground to the right are chives that are in bloom and to the left are creeping phlox that are beginning to bloom, but not creeping too fast. 

 The "chip bed", as I refer to it, has several varieties of flowers that are just beginning to show themselves. The raised bed is an experiment and only time will tell if it will be a success or a total flop. Stay tuned.

Larry the Heavy Equipment Guy was busy yesterday while we were in Green Bay. 



After seeing the amount and size of boulders and rocks, I'm grateful that I didn't attempt to do the job myself.

The front, now completely cleared, allows a clean view to the garden and pond from the road. The big trees in front of the house still allow us our privacy.

Andy sent a couple of pictures from Maine. It looks as though he and Ivy have been busy these past few days. Andy purchased a four wheeler this past spring and he and Ivy have spent quite a bit of time riding the trails.

Ivy's a lucky lucky girl to have a daddy that includes her in about everything he does. Someday, when she grows older, she'll realize how really fortunate she is to have a daddy like that.

With this year's anniversary now past, today will be spent right here on Pentoga Road. I'm going for my walk then need to begin cutting fallen branches and trees, victims of this past winter's heavy snows, that are keeping us from mowing the back trails. No doubt, Sargie and I will go for a ride this afternoon. 

It's what we do.

Other than that, I'm going to lay low and attempt to keep cool. This is to be our last day of high temperatures for a while.

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

So are the tales from Pentoga Road...