Home and then gone again....

Will came home from college for a long weekend. He went to the Virginia Tech game last Thursday night, left right afterward, and walked in the door here at 6 am. Ah, to be young again and think nothing of staying up all night. We had a great time with him, but it seems like Monday rolled around awfully quickly.

A funny note: Will happened to see the newest issue of Mark Lipinski's Quilter's Home magazine on the coffee table and said, "Is that Mark on the cover?" I said, "Yeah, he's on the cover of every issue!" Then Will looked at the title closely, and said, "Wow! It's even got his name there. He's really made it, huh?" LOL. He's used to seeing Mark in everyday situations and has no idea that people line up for his autograph at quilt shows. Will, and for that matter, Steven and Mae as well, think of Mark as mom's quilting buddy, and that's it. Although as his frequent teasing target, Mae might embellish on that a bit and indignantly say that she is NOT marrying Mark and cleaning his house or doing his laundry, "How about no, Mark!"

A "dear" visitor

Sorry, not a Bambi lover. All I could think was, "Where's the shotgun?!"
That and Bill's usual line, "Nice rack!" Hahaha

Freak snowstorm... no power

It started off as a rainy day, but sometime mid-morning, it became beautiful large, fluffy snowflakes. I took a couple of pictures thinking how pretty it was against the lush green and gold of the trees which are still full of leaves. This was the view out my front door. It wasn't sticking to the driveway yet.


Shortly thereafter, the power went out. After a few hours, it still looked pretty, but I started getting worried about the road conditions. The kids were held at school a little longer to give the road crews more time to deal with the roads and the few broken trees and limbs. This was the view out my bedroom window. You can see the tree limbs starting to droop under the weight of the wet snow.


I took this one looking up into the tops of the trees. So pretty.


Power came back on late Thursday night. We drove through our area that afternoon and what a mess. Sawed off tree trunks on the sides of the roads, live wires that had burned the ground were taped up awaiting repair, and the growl of generators were heard almost everywhere.