I woke up a bit disoriented this morning. Not quite awake, I heard the wind whipping around as loud as a freight train. I mustered up the courage and peeped out of hooded lids. The light in the bedroom seemed extra bright. Snow. It took me a minute to do a mental check. Oh yeah, Spring in Connecticut.
The same soft pines that I love for their evergreen beauty, snap with every storm. We are once again without power.
From my trusty iPhone, I wish you all a lovely day!