We’re having a major pre-Thanksgiving snowstorm here in Maine. Rain here on the outer islands, but heavy snow on the mainland and people can’t get here from there.
Daughter #1 is still in Farmington under 10 inches of newfallen and may rendez-vous with #2 and friends tomorrow, Thanksgiving, to make the morning ferry.
Daughter #3 is cooking up a meal with her running team-mates, safely in the other Portland (the one in Oregon) and no snow there.
Wife was in Bar Harbor this morning for a pie-selling fundraiser and got stuck on the mainland when the last ferry canceled, so I went over and picked her up in the Hope (a little hubbly between Sutton’s Island and Bear Island, but not bad at the time).
The telephone wouldn’t stop ringing through all of this but I got the lobster stew made anyway. It’s out on the porch keeping cool, company with the turkey until tomorrow.
Everybody is safe, that’s the point. Between good snow tires and kids with good common sense, we’ll all be together, tomorrow if not tonight. The turkey can wait.
May God keep your family safe and warm during the holiday season.