Thursday, June 24, 2021

Five year old Ivy is proving her angling skills in the Big Woods of northern Maine

June 24, 2021 - Thursday morning
63 degrees/rain/thunderstorms/calm winds
Pentoga Road

After months of drought, it appears we're beginning to break that cycle and return back to more normal summertime weather. It's been raining for the past two hours and promises to continue throughout the day. Our garden is sure singing its praises.


I'm so proud of my boys, I could bust. Each has shown his skills in fathering that are outstanding, but then, honestly, I'd expect no less from any of them.

Ivy decided to take her daddy, Andy, to the Big Woods of Maine camping for his Father's Day present. It appears she showed him a pretty good time.


A single dad, Andy spends all his time when he's home from working in the oil industry with his daughter and happily takes her everywhere he goes. 


What I'm just as proud of are the manners and work ethics the boys are teaching their children. "Yes pleases," and "no thank you's" are automatic. Offers to help come from the kiddies with but a few reminders. 

I know I'm openly bragging, but I have a right to. I'm their dad. 

How many daddies pack a floating unicorn forty miles into some of the most remote country in the lower 48?

My boys do.


Last year, my sons held their first annual "cousins/brothers" camping trip. It's when my boys gather deep in the woods for a special uncles weekend with their nieces and nephews. Mommies weren't included. It's just a few days with the uncles, nieces, and nephews, a special time for all.

Time to get off my dad/grandpa high and get on with the blog, but even at my age, I swell with pride and gratitude when I see what Josh, Luke, Matt, and Andy are doing.

Each has his priority in the right place. 

It's called family and I love them all the more for it.


Wednesday was a busy one on Pentoga Road. Jambo accompanied me on my early morning walk where we solved all the maladies of the world.

Problem is, I don't think the world heard us.

After a quick breakfast, I began finishing the body work on the Kia. 

A coat of fiberglass/body putty, another coat, more sanding. After an hour, primer was applied to the quarter panel with a matching layer of paint. 


The rest of the day was devoted to loading a year's worth of goodies to either go to the dump or to be recycled. Sargie and I worked side by side and we eventually got everything delivered.

Back home, Sargie tackled cleaning the downstairs windows, inside and out.


We continue to have a love fest with our new windows. All are triple paned, have the highest E rating, and can be cleaned on both sides without leaving the house. 

I mowed the ditch and alongside the road. Our neighbor does the same along his land, so together, Pentoga Road looks pretty spiffy when driving down the big hill.


The day ended by trimming the blueberry bushes. There was a lot of dead branches that stuck above last winter's sparse snow covering and died. We'll have a crop this year, not nearly as big as usual, but better than last year's.

Of course, no trip to the garden would be complete without enjoying a handful of honeyberries. So sweet and juicy, the berries are short lived and are only good for about a week each year. They are soft in nature and don't freeze well, so when they're on, we eat as many as possible fresh from the bush.


On today's agenda is to go for my walk at some point when the rain is finished. I hope to finish cleaning the barn and possibly, PLAY in the shop. I haven't done that in weeks and it's time.

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

So are the tales from Pentoga Road...













 

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