So I get an uninterrupted afternoon to play with some new graphics software. I’ve elected to let the housework go to hell, and the rain absolves me from yard work. I’ve got a manual open on my desk, the online help files, even a web tutorial video. I’m happily fiddling with pen sizes and ruler settings.
And the power goes out.
I mutter a few choice words and feel my way upstairs. The Artist is smugly nestled into the couch with his Mac powerbook. The Director and I decide to go up to the drugstore for batteries to power my little tiny camp light.
At the end of the street we learned the cause of the power outage:
The tree looks healthy; the onlooker consensus was that the ground is just saturated from all the rain we’ve been having lately.