Then it All Came Crashing Down

This was not a weekend for spending time outside. 

On Friday and Saturday it rained. But it was cold out. Instead of the rain turning into snow, it turned into freezing rain. By Sunday, the rain had stopped but it left everything outside frozen. I mean everything. Trees, the ground, cars, everything. Hundreds of thousands of people were left without power (I was lucky enough to not be one of those people). 

As I sat in my living room on Sunday afternoon, basking in the warmth of my heater, I could hear Misty barking from the bedroom where she had been napping. 

Wondering what she was barking at, I went to the bedroom to check on her. She was standing up on the bed, staring out the window, barking. I looked outside. 

"There's nothing there," I assured her. Weird. 

After her doing this one more time, I decided to go outside with her to investigate. 

Outside, tree branches were scattered all over the ground. 

As we started walking, I heard her growl lightly. I stopped in my tracks and looked around. 

Then I heard a creak.  

Then I saw it. 

The creaking turned into a loud sound and we watched as a tree snapped right in half directly across the street from us. It landed on an awning of an apartment building. 

Misty barked. 

I grabbed her, ran across the street and made sure no one was hurt. Everyone was fine. 

So that's why she had been barking, I thought. She could sense when a tree was going to break.

We walked around a little more, slowly with each step. The streets were quiet. Tree branches and trunks everywhere.

I feel bad for the person that owns that car

Misty investigating a fallen branch

The few people that were out were taking photos. Not of the fallen branches. But of the beauty that could be found around us.

The ice made the trees and plants look really pretty.

I got photo-pawed. It's like being photobombed. But with a paw.

I clearly snapped a few photos myself before hearing another tree break and deciding it was best for us to go inside.

A couple hours later, (after hours of flight delays) Andrew came home from Guyana! Misty was very happy to see him. I guess I was too.

Oh and at some point this weekend I made gluten-free brownies. I used ground almonds instead of flour. Yum!

I hope everyone had a safe and warm weekend!