Ice Storm

I could imagine how it felt living without electricity in the days without power, as I camped in my living room, snuggled in blankets with my dogs at my feet, listening to the pop, crackle, and sizzle of the fire in the hearth, while the wind raged outside and the trees, laden with ice, cracked and snapped off their limbs.

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