12 hours without power yesterday as the wind took over trees.
Time to finish unraveling a sweater or winding balls of yarn, depending on perspective.
Time to day dream.
Time to nap.
Time to read, at the end of the day by flash light.
But not time to make evergreen swags and wreathes so there will be quite a collection for the compost.
I wound up the alarm clock just in case the power was awhile coming back.