Let’s hear it for UPS’s and laptops with their own batteries!
And I don’t think there were any particularly gruesome storms. I hope that it wasn’t just my place. But then again, power is power (e.g., unreliable) on the island, so it’s likely affecting a large number of folks.
Hmmm. I hear sirens. Good sign for me, bad sign for whoever’s at the power company. I hope nobody is hurt.
Time to break out the iPod nano, and break off the internet connection.
Bainbridge Island: home of very tall trees that merge and mingle with what civilization exists, sometimes to fall in high winter winds over power lines and cause everyone to rethink priorities temporarily.
That’s my favorite part of winter.
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After some years of experience with weather on a Pacific Northwest island, I can definitely say that my favorite kind of weather–as long as it doesn’t go on for too long–is sweeping storms with gale-force winds that make many trees on the island fall over, blocking roads and breaking powerlines island-wide.
Life is turned upside down. The power is out. Stuff isn’t working properly.
Everything relaxes as people worry about bigger issues, like keeping warm and having food.
I don’t mind, because:
Notice that I don’t have to worry overly much about warmth and food. Gas is a lovely thing.
I admit that a power outage has to go on for a long time in order for the ferry terminal to get wedged, since that huge generator takes a week to run into the ground. If I could get through it comfortably I wouldn’t mind being stranded.
Yes, I get an aggressive isolation desire sometimes. Usually it ebbs and flows with work.
No trees fell over across powerlines last night. Sigh.
Back to bed and sleep because I just want to do that. If the weather can’t decide to be blustery and raining, or cloudy and quiet, or sunny, I’m not gonna decide on anything else either.
… which fall over in winds.
Bye for now. Who knows how long.
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