Thank You!
Sunday was a lazy day around our house, until I looked out the window and saw a hillside across the ravine going up in smoke. I could see a man trying to put the fire out but it was clearly burning faster than he could extinguish. We weren’t the only ones who called 911 – Within minutes an army of fire fighters from our area were on site dragging what seemed like miles of hose up the hill, a helicopter was hovering over a nearby lake filling its tank with water and a plane with fire retardant was circling in preparation for a pinpoint drop. The fire sped up the rocky brush covered terrain and I could hear the large Sumacs crackle as they fueled the flames. If the wind had shifted, if the fire fighters hadn’t responded so quickly … the tiniest changes in the situation would have put the fire in our backyard. We watched with grateful admiration long into the night as the fire was extinguished and the serpentine of headlamps descended down the slope and we counted our blessings. We talked about what really mattered, what was important to us, what we could do without. We fell asleep holding hands reminding one another to take nothing for granted.
