Too much snow is not the real problem.
The 60 mph winds are the problem.
Losing electricity for days is the problem. We have two propane fireplaces, but we won’t have water.
The wind will knock trees across the driveway. We have a long driveway and a lot of trees.
The last time this happened, several years ago, the trees blocked the driveway and the plow couldn’t get to the house. The power was out for four days.
Banjo Man and I are as prepared as we can be. We have batteries for the radio and plenty of candles. We have a little charcoal grill and plenty of charcoal. We have oil lamps. And we have coolers to keep the food frozen. We have filled every container we own with water.
It is going to be cold, but we will move down to the basement and stay warm on the lower level.
We don’t need electricity to play music, so Banjo Man will tune up his you-know-what, I will don my finger picks, haul the dobro across my lap, and we will sing.
Rhode Islanders have been told to stay home tonight and stay home tomorrow. And probably Wednesday, too. We’ve been told to wait it out, to stay safe and prepare to be without electricity, to have alternative heat supplies and plenty of food.
Yesterday I made pork chops and a spice cake and eggplant parmesan. What is it about a storm that makes us want to cook? Must be a primal thing.
Good luck, my fellow New Englanders. See you when the power comes back on!