Who came to visit Grandma Sargie and Pawpaw?

It's Cheeks!

June 27, 2021 - Sunday morning

57 degrees/cloudy/calm winds

Pentoga Road

The phone rang late Saturday afternoon. It was Cheeks, wanting to know if she could come and hang out for the night. Seems Daddy was in Green Bay for his weekend bachelor party and Mommy was in Marquette and going to hang out with the girls. Big brother Hambone and Sadie were at her other grandparents, so Cheeks, evidently growing bored with such weekend activities, decided to come and visit Grandma Sargie and Pawpaw.

We met Mel last evening partway to Marquette and made the baby exchange. 

Saturday was all about mowing, weeding, getting a rotary mower ready to transport, and playing in the shop.

Home from my walk with Yooper Brother Mark, I readied the riding mower for a busy day ahead. Sargie was soon out the door, navigating the rider up and down, round and round, in her quest to tame the savage yard.

With all the rain of this past week, not only is the grass growing, it has magically started to turn green again. 

I worked separately, pushing the trim mower in all the hard to reach areas and later, pulled the lawn sweeper over the yard to clean up the piles of cut grass.

It's no wonder women want me and men want to be me with my long, thick, luxurious, flowing hair, six pack stomach, and those hot sexy legs.

Finishing before Sargie, I spent time in the garden weeding various beds and am delighted how the garden has jumped to life with the latest rains.

 The Siberian tomatoes are beginning to bloom

... and finally, a blossom on the cucumbers

We've been so busy this summer that I hadn't even gotten the blue four wheeler going for the season. Serving as my portable sawhorse when doing various distant projects on the property, it's one of my most valuable summertime tools.

After being pulled by Sargie who was on the red ATV, the small four wheeler jumped to life and was made ready for another season of work. Running up and down the road loosened it up a bit and now, the machine easily starts using the pull rope. 

As Sargie said, "Big blue is back!"

Brother-in-law, Ron, recently got a Ford tractor, almost identical to mine, but much prettier, and has the need for a rotary mower to care for their forty acres on Milligan Mountain. Cutting all the trails we intend to maintain in this lifetime, I offered my mower to him on a "permanent loan" basis. 

Though I've kept the mower maintained, it's been sitting at the edge of the woods for several years. I brought it to the barn yesterday.

Greased and tightened, other than a blade or two that could probably use some sharpening, the mower is ready for use high atop Milligan Mountain.

I spent an hour in the shop yesterday afternoon working on a July 4th project and was happily cutting along when I noticed a large knot in the board on which I was sawing. Of course, as with all good knots, it eventually broke away. 

It's back to the drawing board.

Cheeks, Grandma Sargie, and I, had fun last night playing. I imparted no small amount of wisdom to the young lady, mostly on how to make loud, smacking noises as we pretended to kiss. She also filled me in on what's been going on in her life, mostly drinking formula, pooping diapers, and enjoying her homies at daycare.

It's time to wrap this up and head out for my morning walk. Cheeks and Grandma Sargie, both, are still sleeping, so I'd better make hay while the sun shines. I have the feeling that once our youngest granddaughter is awake, our lives, as we know them, will change dramatically.

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

So are the tales from Pentoga Road...