When I got home last night, after a very (very, very!!) long day …
My college aged son, nicely, suggested I was just a wee bit tense.
I think, perhaps, I am.
Things haven't slowed down for a millisecond since the recent fire behind our house.
A few of you asked to see more "fire photos."
I thought I'd oblige you today …
Although, at the time, it seemed like it took eons (not just minutes) for them to arrive.
They worked tirelessly with fire hoses, chainsaws, axes, and a helicopter which dropped load after load of water onto the flames …
Once the immediate danger passed, the sinking realization arrived –
The fire was set intentionally …
It's incomprehensible to me,
It really is.
My appreciation for firefighters could not be higher.
Can you imagine wearing all that heavy gear, in searing temperatures?
Or hiking and climbing through rugged terrain with it weighing you down?
Why everything burns, with the exception of one or two bushes here and there?
Why do the flames leap and dance over this, but not that?
Why did one ravine burn, but not the one next to it?
Yes, these really are the things I find myself wondering about.
The fire is out,
But I don't think I'm quite "over it" yet.
© Twenty Four At Heart