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Wednesday, June 25, 2008

As I sit here at this computer on this Sunday afternoon, storm clouds are gathering. Now that I have the yard looking good here comes the rain, another booster shot for an assortment of weeds, including July grass that I will need to take to task.

Mosquitoes and other insects that work the day shift have already planted a few kisses on my cheeks and the back of my neck and legs, mostly, when I picked those tart cherries. The bottom line is; I'd rather a bug bite me over and over again than to be stung by one bee, one time. At my age even a bug's attention makes one feel special, until it reality sinks in.

Also, I know that I am too old to wear short shorts and a ponytail while on the job, but cool is cool. However, some bold crows that I know watched me from the side- lines and cackled at the sight. What do they know about the 50's look with a twist?

The garden plants, especially the tomatoes have, with a little TLC, survived their ordeal and are greening up. We had to replant some garden seeds, that will still have sufficient time to germinate grow and produce. I decided against replanting the pumpkinseeds. I'll just have to settle for a couple of peers into the mirror on Halloween to remind me what would have been. Pies can be carved out of the can. Truth is I can't find where I stuck the remainder of the packet of fat seeds.

Starla called a few minutes ago. The temperature in Phoenix was approaching 120 degrees. She plans to come home again in August when, no doubt more warm weather will welcome her in. I suppose that we had better think of pulling our twin air conditioners out of storage before then. Of course, she is use to our hot air. Could be why she moved away.

Since heating oil is expected to be more costly this forthcoming heating season, we are already taking matters into hand. We pondered on the best way to deal with further winteriziation of the little blue house at the end of the road. We even thought of a change of heating source. Our aged Hobart oil furnace delivers good heat and works hard to keep us warm as toast on the coldest winter days and nights, but it is hard on the pocketbook.

We have tons of firewood to burn and wood burners are nice, but I opted out of getting that setup again in my lifetime. When I was a kid, my family burned wood and coal in the heating stoves at the homestead and we were always cold unless we were standing around the heat source. I hated dumping ashes, splitting kindling and more. No way, been there and done that!

Since our household doesn't qualify for the Weatherization program, we will finish the job we started several seasons ago with the help of, a trusted company, a friend in the know that deals in home improvement.

This year we read and advertisement in the newspaper about an electric fireplace called Heat Surge Roll --N-Glow manufactured by Amish craftsman, in Canton, Ohio. Not only does it promise to provide a wonderful ambiance during the cold winter months, the company claims the unit is capable of delivering enough heat to cut heating bills by 20%. We ordered on-line at www.heatsurge.com and received the end-of-the- season pricing.

The cost of the unit complete with hand rubbed cherry cabinetry was $298, free shipping and handling. UPS delivered it to our door in less than ten days. Again, when the company offered the attractive and affordable portable electric fireplaces at sale price, we ordered one for the kitchen, unadorned, without the finished wooden jacket for $249. Both come with remote controls, a three-year warranty, instructions, and money saving tips.

If all goes well the thermostat can be lowered by several degrees and the black gold burning Hobart can slow down, labor less, and enjoy the life that remains in it. With our "Ceres" budget plan already in place, when the cold wind blows; there will be no poker faces here.

The straight- run chickens that I brought home from the feed store in April will be fully filled out fryers soon. Several roosters are in the flock. Come fall, when the pullets lay, we can leave the, so called, large white eggs on the grocer's shelf.

Tomorrow, Paul has a day off and we plan to cut passable walking paths through the brambles and then; we will search out where the best raspberries vine. I want to check out the turkey that nests in the thicket nearby.

I've been nature hunting since early childhood, a fun thing to do that never grows old. It's right up there with the video game, Nintendo in my book, only I'm better at nature studies than the latter. My "Diddy Kong" likes to explore too.

Work and play meshed together for us like love and marriage. We can't have one without the other. Both fuel the Sartor's fire and lighten the load that comes with growing old. Maybe, when there is nothing but a flickering flame to keep us warm and the embers fizzle out and we die; someone bigger than us will say "JOB WELL DONE, YOU DID WHAT YOU SET OUT TO DO AND KEPT THE HOMEFIRES BURNING BRIGHTLY! Welcome home." Otherwise, if I misjudged our fate, we won't need to worry about extra heat, it will be provided.

Thanks for putting up with me almost six years now. I can be reached at 446-4852 or drop me a line to 613 No. Elm St., Brazil, IN., 47834 or by email at pmlsartor@aol.com.