Our power came back on last night around 6pm.

The guys were home first and started binge cleaning so by the time I got home it was mostly back to normal… more importantly – it was WARM.

That storm was something else.

We hung out bundled up in the carport for a good portion of the storm just watching, and listening in awe.

“Eerie” would be the best description for the night.

Raining ice and snow white washing the landscape before our eyes.
Blue-green lightning with occasional pink flashes of transformers blowing in the distance.
and the sounds…

You know that icy, crisp, still silence of a winter nighttime…. Well take that with the groaning and barking of huge branches snapping in the distance… That and these gurgling electrical hums and buzzes of …. (?) – the blowing transformers? … thunder?….

We stopped storm gawking after a close call in the driveway requiring Kevin to grab me and run out of the way from a falling branch from the pine in the front yard.

That tree, as well as the one in the backyard are goners now I’m afraid. They were sickly and gimped to begin with… But now – (what’s left of them) – will probably not survive…. 🙁

We’ve got a tree guy coming this week to give us bids on taking them both down. 🙁 🙁

Meanwhile we used some of those idle, cold, powerless hours to huddle by the fire and make silly signs for the yard.

Yes… It’s one of those “when life gives you lemons” type things – but I dare not speak it…

I *eat* cheese… I don’t write it.

(insert clever serial ending here)