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We dodged the bullet. The first ice storm in more than a decade has subsided and we still have our electric power. Thank God for large favors.
As I walked across the frozen concoction that lay suspended like a crunchy platform of high tensile ice, I contemplated how we narrowly avoided losing the electricity that powers our daily lives. My new found hypothesis: The wind blew just hard enough (but not too hard) to blow just enough of the ice (which was getting very heavy), so that the vast majority of the weakest limbs did not break. The rain that was freezing on all of the limbs all day had let up significantly in the evening, and combined with the perfect wind conditions, the power lines prevailed - we kept our power as the mercury dipped below 20 degrees.
It was a tough neighborhood in the aftermath of the 24 hour long ice storm: Above. Everything was frozen: Below.
Our family Samoyed, Darla, is going on fourteen years, has canine diabetes, and is now resorting to relieving herself on our carpets, so on nights when the temperature dips below 25 degrees Fahrenheit, I am called to manage her sleeping arrangements. My worry of how long the power lines would hold up that night was certainly a worthy distraction from my consternation of how to supervise Darla’s geriatric infirmities in light of the harsh weather.
When Darla was a Middle-aged woman in better times: Above. This camellia was frozen solid the next morning: Below.
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This article provided courtesy of our sister site: Beaufort County Now
As I walked across the frozen concoction that lay suspended like a crunchy platform of high tensile ice, I contemplated how we narrowly avoided losing the electricity that powers our daily lives. My new found hypothesis: The wind blew just hard enough (but not too hard) to blow just enough of the ice (which was getting very heavy), so that the vast majority of the weakest limbs did not break. The rain that was freezing on all of the limbs all day had let up significantly in the evening, and combined with the perfect wind conditions, the power lines prevailed - we kept our power as the mercury dipped below 20 degrees.
It was a tough neighborhood in the aftermath of the 24 hour long ice storm: Above. Everything was frozen: Below.
Our family Samoyed, Darla, is going on fourteen years, has canine diabetes, and is now resorting to relieving herself on our carpets, so on nights when the temperature dips below 25 degrees Fahrenheit, I am called to manage her sleeping arrangements. My worry of how long the power lines would hold up that night was certainly a worthy distraction from my consternation of how to supervise Darla’s geriatric infirmities in light of the harsh weather.
When Darla was a Middle-aged woman in better times: Above. This camellia was frozen solid the next morning: Below.
This article provided courtesy of our sister site: Beaufort County Now
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