By Vicki Scott
I’ve heard a great many complaints about the recent cold weather, but I happen love the cold and would rather be cold than hot any day. We’ve had a fire going in our fireplace almost every night since the cold weather arrived.
I love a fire in a fireplace or a fire pit. There is something calming and peaceful about it. Our neighbor gave us some firewood because he did not think he would use all he had, but he eventually ran out of wood. I praise God he was not an Indian giver. My husband Alan probably offered the wood back, but we still have some of the wood our neighbor gave us.
That gifted wood came in handy when the electricity went out on our road. It did not stay off long, not because we had worldly connections but rather an Alabama Power truck was already on our road changing a fuse when a tree fell and broke a telephone pole and sent the power lines to the ground. The tree fell across the road, blocking in the Alabama Power workers, who had to get it taken care to where they could get out.
Our pastor volunteered to cut up the tree once heard about our situation, but AP were already getting it cleared out. Our pastor said he could lead my senior exercise the next time I could not make it. I told him that I would send Alan as soon as he could get through. It was at that point that I was made aware that the pastor was joking.
Alan was pacing the floor with more energy than any power line, wanting to leave. It had rained the night before and the schools were closed because of the iced-over roads, but he still thought that we should exercise. Hard freezes and black ice means nothing to him except for an opportunity to put the Jeep in four-wheel-drive. He is constantly ready to go somewhere. Me, not so much.
As time went on, I discovered that, like Alan, several of the exercise seniors were ready to get out and brave the elements. I cannot win. One lady chimed in on our group text to let us know that her husband became stuck on the side of the road while on his way to Birmingham. Besides me, only one exercise lady played it safe and refused to venture out on the frozen roads.
As we were driving by the next day, our neighbor was loading the wood from the tree that fell across the road. I hope he offers us some. Stay warm, y’all!
Vicki may be contacted at firstname.lastname@example.org.