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Archive for July 1st, 2012

Popping In

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I have internet temporarily at a friend’s house, so wanted to pop in here and let you know that I’ve had no power since Friday evening when we had hurricane-force winds in a wild storm like I’ve never seen in West Virginia. I hadn’t had the news on all day, so I was taken by surprise. The power went out in advance of the storm, as if bowing down in fear. I was wondering why the power went out when the insane winds struck. Everything was blown off my porches, including the gas grill–that’s how strong the wind was. I had gone outside to watch the storm, but ducked right back in for fear of being hit by something. In the morning, Weston helped me pick everything up and I walked the fence lines in the pastures looking for trees down on the fences, but was lucky to find all my fences intact. Trees were slashed to the ground everywhere, including one on the road in front of my farm. My neighbor Jim cut it out of the road. I’ve had no power since Friday evening, and don’t know when I’ll have power again. Over half a million people in West Virginia are out of power (which is, by the way, half the population of the state). It’s nearly 100 degrees and it’s so hot, I’m sleeping downstairs on the couch because I can’t stand to go upstairs. On the upside, my house, barn, fences, family, and animals are all safe and sound. And I have water. I love public water. Because the well requires electric and I left the well water on at the barn when I hooked up to public service at the house and studio, I’m toting buckets of water from the house to the goats and sheep, because they have no spring or currently-running creek in their fields. I’m just grateful to have public water in the house to tote for them, considering how dry the creeks are here.

The power company isn’t even offering an estimate at this point of when they expect power to be restored in my area. It’s just that bad around here. Nearly everyone in this area is out of power, and people are waiting in long lines at gas stations that actually have the power to pump gas, so I won’t be doing too much running around to borrow internet. I’ll be back online when I can! My power might be back tomorrow, or it might not be back for a week.

P.S. Old photo of Casper is posted because 1) I didn’t bring my camera here with me so I can’t post a new photo, and 2) Morgan wrote me a plaintive email saying she missed her dog about 20 times and was searching my website looking for pictures of Casper. Morgan, this one’s for you.

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