Our electricity company has had some transformer issues since 7:55 this morning, and 60° F in our house has not been cozy. Power is expected to be revived around 7:00 P.M. The outage is affecting our entire area.
My husband rigged up one of our generators, but the furnace, refrigerator, and microwave had to take turns, and the stove, washer, dryer, and dishwasher have to wait. The outage occurred while the washer was in mid-cycle.
By early afternoon I was chilled rather close to the bone and donned a wool hat, turtle fur, Polartec vest, sweater, and the thick Polartec snow pants I wore snowmobiling in the Northwest Arctic Borough, Alaska in 1998 while visiting my daughter.
Our diligent power purveyor’s recording says the company aspires to resume normal service 6-8 hours from their 11:00 A.M. update, so our discommodity should be over by around 7:00 P.M., and we will be able to dry the laundry. The generator allowed the washer to complete its work, but its power is not sufficient to run the dryer.
What a blessing that we are still in thankful mode!
I was wearing this scarf in the cold wind yesterday, to a doctor’s appointment and the pharmacy. I find the scarf pretty, and it’s also warm and doesn’t itch. My Mum-in-law made it for me last Christmas. I sent her a note yesterday that I continue to love the scarf, and that it receives compliments every time I wear it. I took this photo so she would know to which scarf I was referring; she has sent me several.
My husband is reorganizing his shop, and Halvor loves watching Vic working there. I came in to check on Vic’s progress, and Halvor, who was sitting on a work table next to me, climbed up on my shoulder. I adore Halvor, so I felt very honored, even though he weighs 16-1/2 pounds, which happens to be 16% of my own weight. Oof–but what can I say–Vic, Effie, and I all think he’s terrific.
Effie enjoys napping and relaxing from her busy Effieland rounds, so we recently bought her a cozy rubber-backed rug to keep atop the dryer. The rug doesn’t slip or slide, and she seems to appreciate the softness, warmth, and security. The color blends nicely with her fur, too.
Effie’s dryer-top rug is also a favorite bathing spot.
Even set to low heat, the top of the dryer is a cozy spot for thin-furred Effie. The temperature outdoors was 37° when she came in from a morning romp around Effieland, and earlier it had hit 32°.
Normally we see fields of grain and the basalt walls of Hells Canyon. I titled this photo “The color of prairie” when I took it on a beautiful morning last October.
This is essentially the same view, but with forest fire smoke. According to our local newspaper, the smoke could clear tomorrow–if (a) sufficient rain falls tonight; and (b) wind of sufficient velocity blows in from the right direction.
Grrr. . .I’d rather be romping in my Effieland place! But my Mom had to go and call the vet and ask whether it was safe for me to go outside. The office has been instructed to recommend that pets be kept indoors. Smoke from the forest fires is worse than ever. My Mom and Dad were talking about it being declared unhealthy for everybody, not just sick people.
