Power out, not off
And on the evening of the day after, calm returned. This was the first nor’easter of the calendar year. It brought wind and snow. And it brought that condition we like to call “power out”. Not “off”, although it was for about fifteen seconds, before Genny picked up the load. For the neighbours, it lasted fifteen hours. I am too mathematically lazy to figure out a simple conversion factor.
This wasn’t overly long, but it justifies our decision to install auxiliary power, when the original build was planned. You can’t afford to use such a system as the real source of your lights and heat, but it is worth the financial pain, in the cold of winter. I am careful to do my regular maintenance. An oil change, or a spark plug pull now make sense (thanks to greater minds on YT).
As well, the first visit from our plow lad. His brother, actually. They have similar blue tractors, so I haven’t developed precision in the identification. The initial contact (a tacit renewal of our verbal contract) had taken place yesterday. A timely meeting. We had no need to actually get out on the roads (messy going, we’ve been told). Today’s recreational travel involved snow shoes and another neighbour that agrees we can wander on his back road. Now, let the wondering begin. Will this be another record breaking year for snowfall, akin to ’15, when we hadn’t even moved in. Could have, but some things are best left until spring, and dryer conditions.
I’m living in a visual fog, looking forward to next week when the surgeon will ba available to evaluate my healing curve and add hope. O moss being able to read on demand. Lots of memories to review, but I hunger for new content. Letting the learning continue. Etc.
Let’s just refer to the new year as a mystery. What’s going on, in the rest of the world? Why doesn’t my computer offer a high contrast setting? Or does it?
