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by Louise Bishop There would be no coffee or hot breakfast, for me, this morning. My electricity had been off, since a little after eight last night. I know there are a lot of other people, that are in the same situation. Thanks to the storm we had, yesterday. I wondered if all of those workers out there, had had any coffee or any food? I prayed for them last night, before I went to sleep. I always do. I do so appreciate their labor, in stormy, bad weather. They are doing their job. Sometimes, a dangerous one. But, it means a lot to us; that have no power. (It was restored later that morning. ) I thought about my front porch and how much I enjoy sitting out there. I assumed there would be no potted plants out there, this year. I only had one; I had managed to keep alive. It had been in the house.