The Soothing Cloak of Darkness

Yesterday afternoon about 4 p.m., a truck collided with - and completely broke at the base - a telephone pole at the intersection of 21st Street and 2nd Avenue in Sacramento (across from Swanberg's). Thus, when I went home last night, I was startled by the sound of jackhammers in the darkness. My house was apparently at the edge of the blackout zone created as the SMUD workers replaced the telephone pole and transferred the electric cabling to the new pole. Everything from 2nd Avenue to the railroad was cloaked in velvety darkness.

I relished plunging into the jet black streets on our 2 a.m. walk, but I think Sparky was a bit spooked.