Bessie here ... It hasn't happened in the longest time, but last night the power went out at the cottage.
Isn't it funny how when this happens everyone looks at each other and doesn't quite know what to do. It was just after 7 p.m. and it was still light out, although an incoming storm was making it not-so-bright out there. I sprung into action, finding a candle and matches. Mr. Bessie pulled out his old transistor radio ~ just in case.
There we sat lookin' at each other thinking of all the things we couldn't do because the power was out. Junior went out for a walk, tryin' to see how far down the lane the power was out.
Within an hour, the power was back on again and our electrical powered life returned to "normal", but not before we thought ~ hey, it's quiet and peaceful, a person could get used of this! Maybe it would be fun to flick the switch for a weekend sometime. Do you think we'd all be shakin' to get back on the Internet?
Until the next post ...
Love,
Bessie
1 comment:
It is fun sometimes when the lights go out. We have to rely on each other to talk it out, or listen to the coming storm, or just be. I do think it would be nice for a weekend to try not to use the lights. Eat dinner by candlelight, have real conversation. . .how wonderful!
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