My current kitchen. Even has chairs for guests!
The snapping of trees put all of our animals on edge and phone calls from neighbors reflect frightened "stray" animals showing up on doorsteps. Hank has barely left my side for the last three days. Gus and Bob have been safe inside their stalls.
As I finish this Post I can hear the generators and chain saws outside. Neighbors are lending a hand to fellow neighbors, including my husband, out there helping move tree limbs off our road. That's the way of it up here, you hunker down until the danger is past, then go out and help each other.
There is word of a "sighting", which means a power truck has been spotted in our area. Word passes from farm to farm.
Hopes rise that help is near. Maybe if we're lucky, tonight we can take a shower, do laundry, cook in our (real) kitchen and listen to the lovely sound of the furnace heating the entire house. If not, that's ok - we'll get by just fine.