Although it wasn’t a severe storm, we lost power during the night. I woke up at 5:30am wondering why I was so cold. Since Cory wasn’t there to steal my covers and my bedside clock was dark I concluded a power failure. We have a fireplace downstairs and lots of wood, which Cory lights every weekend he’s home. I knew a fire was exactly what was needed, but unfortunately I never paid attention when Cory was home lighting them.
Luckily I have a very sweet husband who doesn’t mind what time I call. Cory gave me excellent play by play instructions over the phone and minutes later a fire was roaring. The power returned a short time after.
While the kids were playing outside waiting to be taken to school I took some photos. Ice was covering everything, I’m not even going to attempt to chip it off the car until the sun has done some work. Not being a native Ontarian I still marvel at how the ice covers all of the surfaces, even the bricks on our house. It’s as though everything has been covered in a layer of icing, even the branches of the trees.



