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(Nearly) Wordless Wednesday: Fire Season Continues

This fire was the closest to our house I've seen--about 1 mile west and 1 mile south.
It's hard to see, but helicopters dipped buckets into the aquaduct to gather water to put out the fire.  What looks like smoke in the photo is actually water spraying from the breeze of the helicopter.


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Thanks for a fantastic fire crew, who had the fire out quickly, and contained it to only 10 acres.

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  1. MarissaJuly 31, 2013 at 9:08 AM

    Oh my goodness kristi stay safe! looks really scary.

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  2. NancyJuly 31, 2013 at 10:53 AM

    Yep, it's fire season here, too. Two large blazes to the west are filling the sky with smoke.

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  3. ChristineJuly 31, 2013 at 11:56 AM

    yikes. That is so scary! Prayers for everyone to make it safely through fire season. (Before today, I never even heard the phrase "fire season".)

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  4. Marisa BJuly 31, 2013 at 12:50 PM

    Stay safe...

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  5. BiancaJuly 31, 2013 at 3:00 PM

    Oh gosh, that sounds real scary... That's one thing I'm scared of most; fire. Being so close to such a thing is something I don't need to experience...

    STay safe and even if you think the winds change; get out!! Well, don't think I need to tell you thát...
    Good luck and sending prayers up there to keep you safe.

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  6. UnknownJuly 31, 2013 at 3:35 PM

    Really glad you are safe. I am so glad we don't live in any of the many fire areas. Stay safe.

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  7. DebbieJuly 31, 2013 at 6:21 PM

    Oh gosh, that is getting a little too close for comfort! Stay safe!

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