The power went off Sunday afternoon and stayed off til about 2:30 am. Being the electricity dependent culture we are; there's never necessarily a great time for that, but it was sort of the pits, because I was trying to do launder multiple changes of bed linens and pj's from a little one's flu session during the night. She and Papa took a long nap in the snug, and big sister and I took turns reading to each other from Laura Ingalls Wilder's "The Long Winter". It was peaceful with no motors whirring, just the crackle of the fire in the toasty warm woodstove. In the evening, we moved to the table and played chinese checkers by oil lamp light.
We were really blessed to not have any problems with the tall trees around our house....at one point, I did have the girls go play in another room. There was heavy rain and wind gusts of 60 miles an hour and many people had damages to home and property.
Monday night/Tues. it was big sister's turn to battle the flu bug, and Tuesday Night/Wed. Anna and I's turn. Does anyone know a good fumigator?!
2 comments:
Sorry for the difficulty but I love the beautiful warm memory you made out of it.
Love these pictures. Power outages were always cozy back at home.
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