Look who showed up on our doorstep Monday morning

August 17, 2021 - Tuesday morning
54 degrees/clear skies/calm winds
Pentoga Road

The phone rang shortly after 7 yesterday morning. It was Cheeks asking if she could come visit for a while. I guess one of the daycare workers where she stays every day has Covid and the place is shut down for a couple of weeks.

Well, of course it was okay. Grandma Sargie hopped in the car and met Daddy halfway to Iron Mountain and the rest is history.

Making hay while the sun shone, well, before it actually peeked over the horizon, I went for a quick four mile walk.

Grandma arrived home with a sleeping girl in the car seat, so we took the opportunity to deliver my large power saw to the fix it man in Iron River. The rest of my day was spent in the woods, cutting up a maple tree that had been dropped early last spring.

Using the smaller Stihl chainsaw, it took longer than usual to cut the long trunk into pieces, but where there's a will (and patience) there's a way.

One nearby small dead cherry tree had a decent burl that had formed in years past, so I cut that and brought it in for Garry and I to play with when they are visiting next month.

Sargie was busy making supper comprised of every fresh vegetable known to mankind (or what was ready to pick in the garden). Those, along with brats that were cut into pieces, made the best summertime meal.

Meanwhile, Cheeks and I worked up wood. We were careful to save the heavy bark from the ash tree I'd worked up a couple of days ago. It makes the best kindling and fire starter.

Cheeks was a busy girl yesterday. While Pawpaw was in the woods sawing, she and Grandma Sargie stacked the wood that I'd sawed the previous day.

The girl wasn't slow in giving advice about how I should be handling the heavy pieces of maple. 

Typical.

We must have tired the mini munchkin out yesterday as she went to bed last night at 8:30 and just now woke up... all without having to be fed during the night. All three of us got a good night's sleep.

On today's agenda: Cheeks just reminded me that there's still wood to haul to the barn. No doubt, she'll be there supervising along with Grandma Sargie. Otherwise, well, we'll hang out and chill.

Yeah, sure.

It's what we do on Pentoga Road... occasionally.

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

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