We live in the woods, and power outages happen once or twice nearly every year. Sometimes it's a summer storm that does it, and sometimes it's a winter storm. All it takes is a whopper of a wind, and maybe add some heavy snow to it, and that's the recipe for trees to fall on the power lines, resulting in a power outage. My husband has a generator to run if we need to make sure the fridge and the freezers keep cold. We have a propane cookstove in a shed, for such occasions. We mostly take it in stride, but city folks who are new to the area get all in a panic. The newbies across the road from us put in a whole-house generator that automatically comes on the instant the power goes off. It is quite noisy, and I actually resent the disturbance of the otherwise-quiet world we find when the power is out.
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