(up to the store for milk and cat food 2005) The power went off here about ten minutes after my last entry, came on for about 5 minutes an hour ago. An expanse of wedding-cake icing like something out of Turegenev's "A Huntsman's Notebook". Last night I made corned beef hash on the woodstove, and Daph and I listened to Dal Richards play swing records as the cheap black candles hissed, popped and fell apart in chunks.