Domestic Life in a Hurricane

"I mean, what is electricity? How does it work? What’s the grid, anyway? It’s all a profound mystery to me, but I do know going without it is like getting a quickie divorce from time. Days don’t seem short and staccato anymore; they turn into interminable drifts of daylight and darkness. In the hot standstill of Louisiana in late summer, you have time on your hands, so you play cards with your child, sit on the stoop and watch the light change. You pull the ice chest outside and talk to whoever’s around, a maintenance man who stayed behind or a policeman passing slowly in a squad car. You spread out board games, check on the old people. In return for staying, you get one of the strangest adventure vacations on earth: you time-travel backward.

This is a great story about a living with the wind.

blog day morning

It has been a long time... it is never planned that way, but turns out that other things get a chance first, including
- a seven years old birthday party with a very fast boat and 18 kids.
- cooking birthday cake, cupcakes and jelly (not really cooking, but negotiating space in the fridge = work)
- lots of gardening... planted seeds of mitsuba, rocket, parsley, mustard and lettuce, planted some artichokes and dug a fire pit, weeded and mulched.
- 317 baskets of washing
- worked, went to Launceston, worked
- finished 3/4 of order for Michelle, still have 80 purses to make (procrastinating big time)
- designing some new notepads and a range of screenprinted fabrics
- got itineraries (thnx Inghy) we are going to California for Christmas
- school holidays
- worked, big meeting, worked
- thinking about everything that needs to happen between now and December
- slept, got sick, got depressed, slept
- removed sugar from my diet (mostly, no more choc, sugar in coffee, cakes etc)
- ate more salads
- finished a book!
- started teaching my 86yo Dad how to use a computer.

done