Snow greets us at our gate. Not too bad, I suppose. The house is toasty warm and we crawl between flannel sheets and fall fast asleep. I plan to rise in a few hours and head south to work.
We are jolted from our slumber sometime early morning by a crack of thunder. I think how weird that the blizzard has changed to a thunder storm. Then back to sleep. Jerry wakes me saying he can't find the alarm clock. The clock isn't missing, the power is out. Both now fully awake, we realize the earlier boom wasn't thunder.... dressing quickly we grab flashlights and head out the door. Amazed to be greeted by a dazzling white landscape littered with downed branches and trees, sagging power lines and trees heavy with packs of snow performing the most incredible gymnastics.
A candy cane wanna-be.
Jerry and Tristan being good neighbors.A candy cane wanna-be.
More happiness.
This is the thunder maker... just missed taking out our new fence. At 6:00 a.m. we were clearing it from the road. Jerry chain sawed, I supervised and offered suggestions.
These smaller oaks did smash the back fence.
Four days later, the electric is back on, just in time for my return home tomorrow. I hope the snow is all melted by tomorrow too.