Busy watching the fire burn. Busy being obsessed with percentages contained, acres burning, wind speeds and directions, numbers of homes burned, weathermen advising, politicians pontificating. Busy sifting through all of our stuff, figuring out what to take when we were under pre-evacuation. (For those who don't know, pre evac means be ready. Seriously ready. You might not be evacuated or you might move to a mandatory evac with ten minutes to get out.) Busy trying to be practical by grabbing documents-birth certificates, divorces decrees, passports, etc. Busy being practical by packing underwear and dog food and stuff we would need in the immediate future. Busy getting lost in the details, wanting to grab the birdhouse my Pepa made, the quilt my great grandmother made, pillowcases my Mema made, lovey dove sentimental things...
But now, we are free of the pre-evacuation notice. Even as the bulldozers are only a couple of miles away digging 'lines in the sand' for the possibility of the fire turning, my heart feels freer than it has in days. My eyes may still be burning from the lingering smoke and my every belonging may smell like a bad campfire/incense, but I don't feel the fear that has been crushing for days.
And life goes on. Superteen goes back to seven more days of Wilderness Camp, Timesboy revels in being a stinky boy- bike riding, archery, frisbee, knife throwing (ummmm, yeah. We had a come-to-Jesus talk about THAT one...). Laundry piles up, bills beckon to be paid, gardens keep growing, outdoor running resumes (albeit with the knowledge that the smoke is definitely still present. I have decided it has to be better than whatever crap they are pumping into the gym to mask the smoke odor...), dinner parties and writing groups pick back up. Life. Goes. On.
That being said, if you see a firefighter, hug them! One, because they are heroes and saved our city from what could have been an unchecked devastation, and two, because they are usually hotties ;-)
|Palmer Lake Reservoir, just thought you peeps would need a pic of the coolness we hold dear...|
Peace and love and ice cubes and cool drinks and breezes, y'all! XOXO