Outage Menagerie

Mother nature did this...

and this...

pretty...

but not here...

I bumped the heat to 80 when the lights started to flicker.

I thought if I bumped the heat and found flashlights that the lights would stay on...

Nope... blackness... aside from the lightning.
Lighting??

Then I had to break out everyone of these... 

It made our house smelled like...

baking pumpkin bread and apple pie at a beach house, next door to a laundry-mat 

that is heavily landscaped with blooming lilac bushes and freshly cut grass.

 I think Yankee should call it "Outage Menagerie"

The next morning we layered and bundled.

Cuddled and snuggled.

She napped and we read...

while I wore a scarf and Michael wore his skullie.

It got too cold and we headed to lunch and to the mall play land.

We packed a bag and made plans to head to a friends...

then the lights (and heat) came back on.

Michael and I joked that we would be terrible pioneers...

while eating Panera.

There is still a lingering odor of cinnamon dusted lilacs.