Last night this little blizzard arrived. The wind was literally howling. Have you ever heard that? It's an eerie sound.... So after the kids went to bed I went down to the basement to sit in my comfy chair and work on my knitting project. The annual Christmas bizarre is coming up this Friday and I hope to have a few fun things to sell. So I was knitting along as fast as I could and all of a sudden the house went dark. It was pitch black in the basement. No yard lights.... nadda. So I felt my way up the stairs, fumbled in the kitchen drawer for the lighter and lit my kitchen candle. By that light I was able to gather up more candles and light things up a little more. But let me tell you.... The dead silence of a house with no power in contrast to a howling blizzard outside sure gave me some perspective!
The first thing that came to mind was the fact that without power I have NO source of heat in this house. Not a great thing when overnight lows were going to be well below zero. I have been thinking about having a woodstove installed downstairs. Now I am thinking about it even more!
Next, I got to thinking about the women before us. The ones that settled this country without the luxuries we have. You know power, running water, houses that are insulated and stoves that light with the flip of a switch. They had to keep their babies warm and fed just like we do with far less ease. I found myself wondering, "how in the heck did they do it??!!"
With nothing else to do, I decided to try knitting by candlelight. Something that was also done by the women before us. Let me tell you, it's hard! I lasted a few rows and then decided to give it up and wait 'til the lights came back on. I snuck in, put an extra blanket over my little ones and crawled into bed. Then I thanked the good Lord for the things we take for granted every day....