A Blustery Windsday

We could have moved to the Hundred Acre Wood this past week, for we had a blustery Windsday like Winnie-the-Pooh.  We only lost a tree limb from wind gusts in excess of 100 mph.  Others around town were not so fortunate.

We were without power for 36 hours.  Some homes in the area still don't have it back. 

Recent heavy rains, trees laden with sap and leaves (think sailboat), and shallow root systems resulted in many trees going right over.  Others snapped in two, either at the top or at the base. 

Wednesday afternoon, the boys and I walked to see the carnage in the area. These photos were taken across the street from our house, in the park adjacent to us, and on the way to my sister's house. I don't think I got a photo of the telephone pole that was roped off so it, too, wouldn't blow over.

Our neighbors' house across the street.  He usually parks his car right where the trees fell.  Tuesday night, he chose not to.

This is the way to climb a 60 foot tree!

One of the baseball fields near our home.



You can't see the truck that the tree is covering in the driveway.  Poor truck.



Another tree in another baseball field.  My tree climber's paradise.

Still Waiting...

It seems that the due date will come and go with no fanfare for Peanut's arrival. Aunt Michele came in last night, and we've been waiting in Fairbanks to see if Peanut would be cooperative, so we don't have to wonder about weather while driving 100 miles over the bumpy road while in a snowstorm (yes, a snowstorm!) to get to the birth center. Yesterday, we drove through a very late season snowstorm on our way to the big city. SOMEDAY, spring will come to the great white North!


To bide our time, we went to the Outdoor Show. Squirt Boy took a liking to this toy. His birthday IS in a few weeks.

We've eaten at some yummy local eateries and basically are waiting, waiting, waiting. We will head back home tomorrow; it may just be we'll drive a couple hundred miles tomorrow. :)