Yes, no coffee. You can’t cook coffee without electricity (unless you have gas), and electricity is what we didn’t, at reveille, have. Too much wind from the east (and an east wind seldom blows good). So, going with the flow, and adapting rapidly to changing circumstances, we went to Milton for breakfast. Either by plan or chance, hydro was back when we got home.

Once home, preparations for Saturday’s Easter gathering commenced, with Mimi in maximum planning mode. Eight baskets, each with exactly the same number of eggs, inside of which various things of interest, exactly and precisely apportioned. (And some for the adults too. ) This Easter egg hunt will have precise equality down to the third decimal. (And, it will be fun.)