Yesterday afternoon the strong winds claimed a nearby tree. In turn the tree claimed an electrical line. And to return the favor the electric line claimed the tree by burning it. These acts of nature and energy left us without "power" for some 15-hours on the coldest day and evening of the season thus far. We lit a fire in the fireplace, lots of candles, ate Kent pizza and antipasto as we sipped ale and played rummy before piling a couple extra quilts on the bed and hoping the sound of furnace might wake us before too long.
6:30 AM the sound of heat returning through the baseboards woke us. I opted to stay under the covers as long as I could before preparing to leave for the breakfast and errands we had planned for the day. It was a welcome chore, for the little hut was warm and welcoming when we returned.