the ice storm

the view out my back door, taken through the storm door because it won't open, since there's a huge piece of the willow tree jammed up against it:
























and in this one you can kind of see how we demolished a section of our neighbors' previously perfect fence:



















the good news in all of this is that our power is back, unlike at least 100,000 other mainers. i like to think that this is a perk of living where we do, at the intersection of busy road and college buildings. the other good news is that m and boo went out for breakfast at becky's (before the power was restored), and brought me back a huge latte.