by lantern light.

pending the onslaught of snow, 

howling winds blew relentless causing pine needles 

to make a horizontal flight and tall pines to sway. 

then? 

electricity. or the lack. the powers that be were  

hopeful in the belief of a two or three hour wait. 

nearly four in reality.

we have a generator for the necessary times .. 

and antique oil lamps. and warm blankets 

to cover our already layered selves. 

and gloves if required. 

and a fire place. 

we use a kerosene heater. 

2 actually.

 to warm the house - with electric ignitions. hm. 

it was at that point of no consequence

as we were comfortable and fine

with soft focus.

& anyway, when you're 62 somehow

one looks better in soft focus.

.wink.

the hubs stoked the fire which as the only light 

in this shadowed dwelling casts a 

rather hauntingly beautiful atmosphere.

the hub reads 

and i write, by firelight. 

all in all a calm and content afternoon. 

electricity was still out by dinner time 

so we broke out the camp stove, 

and with three oil lamps had enough light 

to assemble ingredients and get to cooking. 

the hubs braved the out of doors 

to grill burgers while i prepped the rest. 

saute'd onions heavy on seasonings..

english cheddar sliced thick..

ruby red maters thick too..

romaine & condiments at the ready.

broccoli salad on the side.

and wouldn't you know it ..?

the lights blinked!

let there be light.

and He saw it was good.