The house was still lighted and toasty when I left for work this morning. But I barely had time to put my things down at my desk when my cell phone rang.
It was Bud. Our luck had run out. Or so we thought.
Turns out the electric company shut us down while they repaired a line going into a neighbor's house across the street. All was well within an hour. Whew!
The photo is from Tuesday night, when our deck became known as the ice rink attached to the back of our house. The steps were humps of iced-over snow -- climbing or standing not recommended (and nearly impossible anyway).
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