We were all concerned about the horses overnight. I am happy to report that it all seems to have gone well. All horses present and accounted for, all fences still up.
It is a new morning, a new day. One hundred thirty-seven days after the hurricane, 139 days after the lights went out, we have electricity back.
CBS Evening News posted a video a couple of weeks ago of the reactions of children and teachers when the lights came back on in their school. It was a celebration in the classrooms and in the hallways, exuberant, joyful, spontaneous.
Our celebrations wasn't quite that exuberant, but we celebrated. Having light back is definitely a game-changer.
Our first task - find the light switches. After weeks of flipping them on out of habit, we haven't used them in so long we forgot where they are. We had to use flashlights to find the light switches.
Having light back should be pure joy, but I find myself a little depressed about it.
Like I said, having light back is a game-changer, a life-changer. With no electricity, I have done zero surf photography and very little any other photography except basic documentation of our post-hurricane world. We've established a morning routine with the horses and I don't want to give that up. But my photography is mostly a morning thing also. I don't want to have to choose between them.
Later - Well, I don't have to make that choice yet. As I was checking to see which devices work and which don't, I found out our desktop computer with all my editing software doesn't work. Back to the shop it goes.
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