We had quite the ice storm here a couple of weeks before Christmas. We were lucky to be without power for only 24 hrs. It took about 5 days for many in the surrounding areas. My husband and I woke up to no power. As we sat together in front of the fireplace (converted to gas a couple years ago), we wondered if hot coffee constituted an exception to the state of emergency/ no cars on the roads rule.
No worries. Husband found the camp stove, a tank of propane, and got out the french press he had bought in Maine this summer, and Voila!! COFFEE! I love that man! Yeah, he was boiling that water, and later dinner, in the freezing rain.
Husband took this beautiful photo of full moon during ice storm.
How cute is this? Gift left on the windshield by aforementioned husband after cleaning off the rest of my car before leaving for work. I was late for my hall duty that morning because after I came outside and saw it, I had to search the house for the camera.
"Can anyone tell me what the true meaning of Christmas is?"
"I can, Charlie Brown," Linus said. Then he stepped to the front of the stage, and he quietly told the story of Christmas, the day the baby Jesus was born.
Grammy and all the grandchildren on the stairs during my family's (after) Christmas celebration. My favorite part of the whole night was the fifteen minutes that the youngest, redheaded Nicholas (making faces at himself in the mirror here), was gleefully scurrying up and down the stairs , pausing every so often on the landing in the middle, yelling at the top of his lungs "I LOVE BEING ALIVE! I LOVE BEING ALIVE!" over and over.
My Grandmas angels on the piano.
We'll have to wait and see. Hopefully it will arrive soon. It probably won't be pretty and I know it won't be perfect, but I am anxious to get it out to you.
If you have made it this far, I thank you. And thanks for waiting.
Christmas/winter photos by K. Hileman
Ice Moon photo by R. Hileman