Waking Up In Crystal City
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Once upon a time in a land far far away, the trees were made of ice, the grounds billowy blankets of snow.
No, I’m not writing a fairytale. This happened in 2009 in my sleepy little town. It’s not unusual to get snow where we live but this particular day was extremely unusual. On the night before it began to rain. The temperatures fell turning to sleet. And sleet and sleet. I was afraid my skylights were going to burst from the weight. It was eerie. You could hear crackles and pops outside but the windows were so iced you couldn’t see through them. The doors froze shut. Suddenly the power was out. Luckily I have a gas cook stove so we were able to use that and at the time I had a landline phone. My husband was A truck driver over the road and was trying to get back to us. He stopped and picked up supplies such as ice melt, bottled water,( I don’t use bottled we have purifiers on tap) bread, extra peanut butter, battery lanterns, batteries and a generator in a town that wasn’t hit.
Picture courtesy of Nickey Taylor
We had it lucky in town. We were without power only a few days, water back sooner, the outlying communities some were without for weeks. I also had lots of food and with the gas stove could cook. The generator kept the fridge and freezer running. We didn’t lose anything, where many did.
I had a close call though. I stepped on the back porch when my husband told me not to and the neighbor’s huge pine that had a branch over our porch cracked, it barely missed me striking my shoulder. I was hurt pretty bad but nothing serious. Which was good as there were trees down everywhere keeping emergency vehicles out.
I learned a valuable lesson that day. Snow and ice is beautiful but it can be devastating in no time flat.
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