As I said yesterday, they're everywhere.

Jeanne and Boyd looked up to see this little fawn staring in their window. I suggested they let it in so their granddaughter, Aria, could have a playmate. Neither thought that was a good idea.

June 3, 2021 - Thursday morning

50 degrees/clear skies/calm winds

Pentoga Road

If the fawn population is any indication of the numbers of adult deer, we'll be swinging ball bats to swat them away in the near future. We had a mild winter and it's showing. There are babies everywhere.

The mat says, "Welcome," but do Jeanne and Boyd really mean it? When it comes to Bambi, I think not.

Wednesday was window day on Pentoga Road. The crew arrived bright and early in their portable workshop to install the two new front windows in the dining room.

Talk about real pros, these guys had the old windows out, the new ones installed, trim cut and installed, and the room clean (they bring their own vacuum) in less than an hour and a half.

We should feel a huge difference in the dining room next winter. The old windows with their leaky and broken frames and bent screens had seen better days.

I turned my attentions to the garden where I continued to make progress. As of now, save finding seeds for the mini desktop pumpkins I raise and give away every year, the planting phase is over.

This year's garden is the largest I've ever grown on Pentoga Road. Supposedly, we were going to cut back and slow down a bit, but just like the yard, the garden seems to grow a bit every year.

I helped Sargie finish her pots and distribute them around the yard and garden.

Thankfully, we have the small trailer used to transport the flowers. In years past, we carted the pots around on a two wheeled dolly, an act that required a lot of grunting, pushing, and pulling. With Sargie in command of the four wheeler, we drove to each desired location and left the pot without either of us having to break our back.

It was mid to late afternoon, time to take our showers before leaving for Hambone's soccer game in Florence. Once there, Grandma Sargie found a willing companion to not only keep her company, but also to snuggle with.

Hambone played two of the four quarters, first as goalie and later, as a defensive back. Poor kid, other than one time, the ball never came his way. It's a lonely life one leads playing defense on a team that excels in offense.

Hambone guarding the goal. Problem was, the ball was always at the other end of the field.

With a win in the bag, we told all goodbye and along with half a million other mommies, daddies, and grandparents, departed to enjoy what was left of the evening.

We're heading to Escanaba today so I can be measured for my tuxedo for Mel and Macrea's wedding at the end of July. That and drinking a warm mayonnaise milk shake while standing on a hot sidewalk in the middle of a summer heatwave sounds equally as enjoyable. 

Sometimes you have to take one for the team.

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

So are the tales from Pentoga Road...