Stephanie says

Two plus weeks without wi-fi at home, tonight I'm perched contentedly in my favorite chair, remote in hand with full intent of binge watching.  Yippee!  "True Dectective" season 3 finale! Its theme song has caught my ear during every episode.  So I multi-task and check on my phone for info on the song, (because this is possible with wi-fi!).  And indeed, the singer is Cassandra Wilson. I'll consider whether I'm too dependent of electronics another day.

I've got some cleaning up to do.   Capricious Mother Nature dumped a foot of snow Sunday afternoon blanketing the valley into winter wonderland.   It was stunningly beautiful.   The temperature dropped after dark and those big, wet flakes froze heavily in the forest.   Breaking tree limbs cracked like rifle shots throughout the night.   It was a disaster zone next morning. The carnage of downed trees, shrubs, telephone lines meant no electricity.   No heat.   No internet, (I immediately suffered political junkie withdrawal.)    No telephone.   Intermittent text coverage. Seems cell towers operate on electricity.   Who knew?   Roads were blocked. I have cereal for breakfast. Made coffee on the campstove out on the front porch and people-watched. This town has 1000 people, many out and about, checking in with friends and neighbors. Dickey’s opened their doors, sans lights, for emergency hardware needs. ...