So, typical of our optimism - we didn't just see really labor intensive tree work or total destruction - we see firewood for the next three seasons and art! And, while we could be feeling sorry for ourselves because we have no power, water, heat or hopes of regaining any of that for several days, instead we're enjoying the opportunity to take our traumatized pets, Cassidy and Kesey for a 4-hour drive in small cages to Cape Cod, which they don't know is beautiful, but rather just smells wrong to them and they don't know where their stuff is. So here we are on beautiful Cape Cod, (Hi Fred!) where we have heat, electricity and lights, so I can cram for my above-mentioned microeconomics final exam on Tuesday. I don't even mind that I will have
to get up in the middle of the night on Monday morning to return our traumatized pets to our freezing cold house four hours away so I can then drive another hour to UMass to review for the final. I'm grateful. Really, I am. Many of our neighbors are staying at the fire station in town (and don't forget to ask Jeff about his adventure helping out at the fire station on Friday). We are truly privileged to have this place to come to. Yes, those are our crabapples and yes, those are individual blades of grass
that were frozen one little layer of ice at a time. For a little perspective, this is what my camera saw just a few weeks ago...
