On Saturday there was absolutely zero hint that a massive storm was heading our direction, but by Sunday evening it was perfectly clear we were in for a treat. Virginia didn’t get hit as hard as some of our friend states to the north, but with tree limbs down and still no power after losing it at 6:25pm yesterday, I am thankful they went ahead and shut the government and schools down in this area yesterday and today. As I am recovering from a bugger of a cold, it has been nice to have a few extra days to lay low.
Losing power in the house always makes me feel like Laura Ingalls Wilder. Candles everywhere, cooking on the stove and eating by candlelight, taking a candle upstairs with you to bed, blowing it out right before you go to sleep, needing three blankets because there is no heat in the house, it all just feels so rustic and pioneer-ish. Yet even with a lit candle in my hand, I still keep trying to turn on the light switch. Ah, the banes of modern technology that we never seem able to part with (as I watch my computer battery slowly fading away…).
Oh well, it is the perfect day to sit in front of a roaring fire with a book and a warm cup of tea or hot chocolate, snuggled into a blanket. Thankful to be inside and safe, and praying for those who had a much harsher experience with Sandy.
A Mosaic 