There was no getting out onto the road yesterday.
I was packed, ready to go, I made the hairpin turn down the drive and stopped in my tracks.
What’s that I see laying across the road?
Oh no. Just NO.
It has been a very wet week, and the edge of a rather large storm had blown through within the past couple of hours while I was packing up, and Sadie WAS extremely jittery. But after it had blown over, all seemed to be fine, until –TREE DOWN!
"If a tree falls in a forest and no one is around to hear it, does it make a sound?"
Evidently, Sadie heard it. I didn’t!
I put the van in park, and hiked back up to the cabin to spread the news. The Hubster was on a conference call and was going to meet me in town later for dinner with friends Rick and Mona.
“Tree down? REALLY?!” I could hear the Tim the Tool Man “Argh argh argh” and see the light in his eyes as he instantly switched into lumberjack mode - we gathered up the chainsaw, headed back down in the RZR to check out what needed to be done.
Yeah. That’s a big tree.
Sadie thinks so too:
At this point, though I’m glad I have someone here who can use a chain saw –I’m already realizing that *I* need to learn to use a chain saw myself. I don’t know what I would have done if I had been here alone and this happened.
Likely I’d have hiked the rest of the way down and knocked on Barbara’s door so she could call her sons. But I think I need to learn to use a chain saw.
A few strategic cuts – about 4 sections – and I was free. The UPSIDE? We were on a hill, so the sections, once freed, rolled right on down the road and off to the side and out of the way of their own accord.
We still made it out on time, meeting up with Rick & Mona for dinner in Wilkesboro and having a story (and videos) to share – but this is the kind of thing I was hoping wouldn’t be cropping up again any time soon.
About that time we heard from Jeff that the storm had hit home in Wallburg. Another tree had fallen at home, along the side of the drive and the power was out for the whole area.
An evening of oil lamps and night time conversation.
The power outages brought the blessing of family togetherness and conversation by oil lamp until bed time. The power is back on about 4am this morning, but I wouldn't have traded last night for anything.
Thank heavens it was cool enough with a gentle breeze to sleep with windows open. Still, I woke up several times during the night checking if power had been restored, and dreaming really weird dreams in the interim. My worry? That I wouldn’t be able to get the book orders out in a timely manner today –not only because *I* was without power, but so was my little post office a mile up the road. This outage affected most of Davidson county.
Oh, this tree is NOTHING! LOL!
I’m still sad to see it down.
But there is a mess on the drive to be dealt with.
At any rate, we are home safe, sound and whole. All is well.
We are going to be shooting for Quilt-Cam tomorrow night at 8pm Eastern via Facebook Live. If you miss it there, it will be embedded in Thursday morning’s blog post and linked in the archives from there.
Quiltville Quote of the Day!
Vintage Log Cabin quilt found in Texas.
Have a Terrific Tuesday, everyone!