Saturday, January 10, 2009
I took a roundabout route to get breakfast this morning so was surprised to find my regular way home on fire in not one but two places. There were fires in the grassy area between the freeway and the service road. Emerging from the smoke on the other side I found a police car parked with his lights going, watching. Not a runaway burn then. As I slowed and stopped to take photos I couldn't help but think of the terror of the people who live through wildfires. I can't even imagine. As I drove through, these flames in places were a foot from my car but never over the top of it. The images of last year's firestorms were in my mind on the rest of my drive home. I smelled of smoke for hours.