I woke up this morning, and there was no color but orange. Pure orange light flooded my room, and I was already disoriented by daylight savings. "Is there something wrong with my eyes?" I thought, and then drifted back to sleep.
Two hours later, the light was still orange, streaming in as flourescent bars through the blinds on all the windows in my house. No real daylight, just a dark orange glow. I opened the front door, and there was a bad smell, and a bad heat - heat that nobody should know at 10am on an october sunday. The sun was a hazy crimson color.
I turned on the news and there was an old german lady being interviewed about what she was taking with her, since she had just been asked to evacuate her home due to the 80,000 acre fire burning it's way toward her neighborhood. "Oh just some important papers... and some underwear. But don't you worry about me. The lord takes care of me!"
I decided to take the dog out, since the neighborhood was so quiet. I guess I wanted to make sure that everyone around me hadn't been secretly evacuated without my knowledge (those sneaky neighbors!) I think this is the closest I've ever lived to a fire of this size, and I'm a little scared. It's basically snowing ash, the winds are strong, and the fire may be moving in my direction. What if I have to evacuate? What should I pack? Should I quickly acquire renter's insurance? I suppose none of these questions will be answered by typing in my blog.
Posted by robyn at octobre 26, 2003 12:20 PM