Here is the front of our house. It reminds me of the houses I saw a few years ago when I was way up north in Canada in a small Labrador town called “Nain.” But this is Rhode Island. Southern Rhode Island.
Once again, National Grid is making vague promises about when our power will be restored, and once again, as I did after Hurricane Sandy, I will be throwing away the food in our fridge and freezers. And unlike during a hurricane, its COLD, and we don’t have an alternate heat source.
Here’s a shot of the dunes, looking like arctic drifts.
We were prepared to bundle up and tough it out, even though the temperature was supposed to go down to 8F last night. It was our very old dog and her heart issues that necessitated a departure. I had two blankets on her and she was still coughing, so we put her in the car with the heat blasting and she was much better. It was then we decided to decamp and drive to my in-laws about 30 miles away, where they never lost power.
Here’s our dear old girl, warm at last in the car. There was an edict to stay off the roads, but I really needed to get her some place warm, so we hopped in the Subaru and off we went. Screw the authorities, I say.
The roads were horrible, and as you can see from the photo above, there were lots of wires down.
Here are my orchids, on their way to a safe haven. I just couldn’t leave them behind to a certain death.
I was doing some work in my car, and charging my phone and other electronics at the same time. It was also warm in there!
“They” say we should have power back in a day or so. Not holding my breath.