Things we almost learn

Marley was quite agitated throughout the storm. Lots of lightning, close cracks of thunder, rain, wind.
Oh, year. I'm a SkyWarn guy. Nothing official to report. We all settled down again.

Around 3:00, the power went out. The storm was, by that time, to our south and east, with faint flashes against the clouds and the waxing moon visible.
It was quiet. No traffic. No sounds from the buildings on Main Street. Nothing.
Except chirp.
Chirp.
Chirp.
Yes, I know about changing batteries in the smoke detectors when we change our clocks. And, yes, I wish that I'd remembered to change the batteries in the carbon monoxide detectors at the same time. We didn't realize how many of them we have in the house until well into last night's power outage, when the intermittent, incessant chirping of tired batteries echoed around the dark house. Even after the last one was done, we heard a faint, mocking chirp. It could be one more of ours or it could be one of the neighbors'. It was a warm night, so all of the windows were open.
For a while, we sat on the front porch. The power appeared to be out all over town, but there seemed to be light from Worcester. We were more interested in the lightning bug that drifted along the porch railing. Something as simple as that. Sitting outside on a summery night shows us that there's plenty going on, even in a quite, dark town.
Electricity returned around 5:00.
In the morning, I called the HMLD to try to find out if the storm was the cause, but no one was at the store. The message asked that we call the police. I called the police, but the guy on the desk hadn't heard about a cause of the outage.