For destruction, ice will suffice


Needles and ice

A few more storm shots, so I can get them out of my system.

Roughly 20% of the town of Hampton is still without power, since last Thursday night. Thousands remain in the dark.


Birch bows down (photo by Laura)

One local power company called it “the worst ice storm in New Hampshire history.”

I call it “the most games of Settlers of Catan and Apples to Apples I care to play in a row, by candlelight, while eating Campbells Bean with Bacon soup.”



Into the woods

Is there anything better than a trusty dog companion running ahead, nose to the ground, scouting out the weather, small animals, and any changes since an hour ago when we were last out?



In a rare moment of stillness

The pond filled and overspilled its banks, leaking into the red maple swamp that hugs our back field.

115,000 still without power in NH, according to the Union Leader’s ice storm blog.

The high school is closed again today, I don’t know why. But Laura was awake when I got home from the budget committee meeting last night at 11:45 p.m., cleaning up from a freshly baked celebration cake.



Shrub ice

At Caffe Fresco on Sunday morning, I was in line for my second cup o joe and the owner walked past. Someone asked him, “How’s business?”

“Good. Like it used to be,” he said.



Strong old birch

Public utility officials say more tree trimming along roads will help prevent so many outages in the future. But what would New Hampshire be without a bunch of big old dangerous trees overhanging its winding old roads?

We witnessed, and were the beneficiaries of, many acts of neighborliness. People rolled up their sleeves and chainsawed branches, pumped out basements, invited friends to shower, eat and sleep at their houses. Or simply checked up on people they knew and barely knew.

This guy drove around his Dover neighborhood with a gasoline-powered, 10,000 kilowatt backup generator on his pickup truck.

“Pipes were going to freeze and we couldn’t have that situation,” Carl Rowell, a welder by trade, electrician by training, said Monday. “People needed help and I felt as though my assistance would have been appreciated.”

“He’ll take care of ya,” said a neighbor, who has come home some winter nights to find his driveway freshly plowed by Rowell.

One of our state’s finest resources: handymen.

It’s not what you know; it’s who you know and what they know.

UPDATE: Ice in the bathtub, a winter storm report from fellow New Hampshirite, and blogger, Margaret Evans Porter.


I now know that staring into a fireplace hours–days–on end is entertainment in and of itself.

Bogie hooked up the generator but let Mother Nature play freezer for the freezer foods.

Melissa stayed warm with animals on her lap and looked forward to the longest hottest bath ever.