Summer Magic and Odd Bedfellows

Doesn't this look magic? As if the Sun is illuminating my hibiscus - making it glow with an ethereal quality.

It's actually, really bad photography. But I thought it was neat.



This is what I set out to capture and it turned out too white. All washed out. Ah well - I guess it takes practice - and probably a better camera.
But it looked so lovely and glowing in the early morning sun.
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Hubby and I were having a leisurely supper last night when - without warning the power went out! There was no storm outside, no high winds, nothing to cause this failure. We waited a few minutes (Hubby breathing with his portable 02 tank), hoping that it would just as suddenly come back on.
It didn't.

Down the basement I went to hook Hubby up to the huge, monster-like 02 cylinder that resides just under the stairs.

Fortunately, I was at home to do this.

The day before, I was babysitting my granddaughter (about 3/4 hour's drive away) when a sudden electrical storm blew up. A bright flash of lightening closely followed by a crash of thunder set off my daughter's house alarm. The dog went crazy. Lights flickered. But the baby, snug in my arms, didn't make a peep.

I managed to turn off the alarm, but was very worried that the power would go off before I could get home to Hubby.
I couldn't phone him, (to ask if everything was o.k.) because I knew he was taking his afternoon nap and wouldn't hear the phone.

Luckily, the storm blew itself out quickly, the wind and rain stopped and the sun shone once again.
Soon after, Daughter returned home.

I was still apprehensive driving back home. Would our power be on and everything o.k.? Or not.....

I sighed with relief when our automatic garage door opened. Everything would be o.k.
I peeked in at Hubby and found him sleeping peacefully - with 2 portable cylinders in the bed next to him.

I didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He looked so frail and yet had the foresight to have extra cylinders close at hand in case of a power failure.

I wonder how many wives come home to find their husbands in bed with oxygen cylinders. Better that than another woman!