I live in the Santa Cruz Mountains. Right now, that is quite the topic on the national news cycle, because of the Summit fire. That fire is about 30 miles south/east of us with lots of rugged terrain in between.
I live among the sand hills in the San Lorenzo Valley. Dig around here and you'll find shark's teeth and shells. We also have manzanita, redwood, oak and pine. All dry from the lack of our usual deluge of yearly rain. The past two years we've had half our normal rainfall. Living here, you know in the back of your mind, that one day you may have to evacuate. Normally, you get used to down power lines in the winter and blocked roads. Yesterday trees toppled power lines less than a mile from my house. I had left home to go and get the Peanut at school and came upon downed trees and thick plumes of smoke and then the local fire department coming right behind me. I beat a hasty retreat back home, called the Hubby to go and get Peanut and to be prepared. Thankfully several local fire stations quickly took charge of the area and with the help of 2 fire planes diverted from the Summit Fire, our local fire was under control in an hour. Those planes flew so low over our house, I swear I could see the pilot.
I want to thank the fire crews of Ben Lomond, Zayante, Boulder Creek, Santa Cruz, Felton, Cal Fire, The California Youth Authority as well as the pilots of the planes for their quick response. As well as thanking all those firefighters on the front lines of the Summit Fire.
Want to help? Donate to the Red Cross who will be helping lots of displaced folks who have lost everything.
Daffodil
