Let me say, first and foremost, it has not been a hardship – merely a bit of an inconvenience. Thanks to our awesome wood stove, we’ve been warm and cozy and the hot water tank has held out – hot showers have been a go. And, thanks to no Internet (and no phone) I’ve almost finished reading my latest book. And I went for a nice hike today with Shanara and picked up the walnuts I’d ordered from a lady who lives in Crescent Valley right near the Evergreen store – where I wanted to go anyway.
Like I said – no hardship.
Now then – disparate thoughts.
One of the first emails I received when I powered up today was from a website where I’d entered a contest for a 280 character short story. The idea was to celebrate that Twitter now allows 280 characters – and the story had to centre around things growing – a lot!
Seems I made the Short List! This is cool, considering I spent probably less than two minutes writing it.
Here it is:
It was the smallest tree in the ‘hood until the Great Dane started pissing on it. When it grew to the size of a respectable maple, the local St. Bernard made his mark higher. Within a month it was reaching sequoia-like heights. Then both dogs pissed on the family’s Chihuahua.
Okay – yesterday the power went out – winds blew, transformers exploded and on and on. It’s raining and gusting and it’s bloody interesting weather. The original plan for today was to hike in the Rossland Range. Instead, I took Shanara to the Crescent Valley Overlook – a good stiff upward slog, lunch at the top, a pickup of walnuts and groceries – including vegan cheeses and almond milk. I’m going to make a concerted effort to stop eating dairy again. It’s an industry I don’t want to support. I will at the very least limit the dairy I eat, if not curtail it entirely. Simon said yesterday (before I’d even mentioned this) “I’ll eat what you eat” and had no objection to this endeavour. Fingers crossed it all works.
I really wanted to write a story yesterday. No luck of course. So – tomorrow will be a writing day for sure. I have nothing else planned and the rains are supposed to continue. What better excuse for writing? Power? Please stay on!!!
Tonight might be all about drunken Scrabble. After all, when the power is or has been out, grown-ups can often find some fairly interesting activities to amuse themselves with