Those of you the read Small Farm Girl's blog know she was burning the other day. Part of what they were burning rolls into our property. When she had called down for help from Husband, I was making dinner so opted to stay here. Then I was alone. And one can get paranoid when they have no idea what is going on. I was thinking about the only way out of here. If the fire came down, and blocked the way. . . I was having visions of standing in the creek with a soaking wet blanket.
Ok, so that might be a bit over dramatic, but have you seen how woods can burn? Have you heard the sound of rushing water that is actually fire? I have. My oldest brother was a Fire Fighter for the Forest Rangers. I have seen the pictures and videos. I am not a fire fighter. And I can't run just yet.
At least in Kansas I could see the prairie fires coming. Here, I can't see them, and if I see the smoke, I can't tell exactly where it is.
I came home last night and one of our posts was on fire at the top of the hill. I raced down and grabbed Husband. We got it out, but if I hadn't seen the smoke, our field then the woods over our house would have caught. (This was Husband's fault, no one else)
Did I mention I don't like fires here?