The branches were touching the line right outside the kitchen window and we endured three or four incredible explosions. After the first one, the power came back on, which gave us just enough time to get to the window to look out, just in time to nearly blind ourselves with the flash from the second explosion. Again, the power returned, only to "cas-plode" yet again. At that one, we all screamed but I really screamed like a baby, which didn't really help Jed and Macon feel any better about the situation, but eventually, the power went out for good. We finished cooking pizza on the stove top, visited with the linemen, and then sat down to a candlelight dinner with a Harry Potter reading. We were just about done when the lights came back on, and despite a lot of ice and some wind, we're still powered up.
Here are some photos from last night and this morning . . .
watching the linemen
Mr. Jackson is having a hard time looking dignified without a tissue.
Someone left an ice bag on the sidewalk, which made me laugh.