I hear the roar

In like a lion, out like a lamb.

The lion has a mighty roar this March.

Yesterday we were powerless, compliments of the lion's frigid breath. The ice storm was beautiful but all those coated limbs and power lines had no chance when the wind began to howl. So we sat by the woodstove, periodically ran the generator to keep the freezers cold and enjoyed the lion's roar.

After all, rumor has it that there's a lamb following somewhere and I'm a sucker for small, cuddly animals!

I guest blogged at Marianne Arkins' Reading, Writing and Stuff blog yesterday. Now that the power's on I finally got a chance to see it. I am tickled! If you get a chance, why not take a peek? A few words From the Vineyard might just be enough to chase away the lion in your neighborhood!