As it turns out, even without power, we have the most awesome 'classroom'.
As I was walking back from the coop with the daily eggs (20!), I had to stop and remember the empty dish from the homegrown squash seeds I just shared with the chickens, the freight train was headed south with freight cars loaded with Maine lumber, my husband (who had left for work) returned with one of our metal washbasins that had blown across the road, the dogs were running in the field with the kids and all I could think about was my challenging days living on this homestead are still mighty magical. As magical as warm magic bars out of the oven. My cup went from half empty to half full to overflowing in no time, it's just a matter of perspective.