Me? An Evacuee?

You just don't think you'll ever have to think of yourself as an evacuee. Yet... here we are. We were evacutated from our home Sunday evening. The photo at left represents pretty much what we saw in our neighborhood at that time.

I'm safe and far from the fire. David and Jett the Insane Wonderdog are here, as well. We're frightened but, last we heard, our house was still standing, though we're not allowed to be anywhere near it. And the Internet connection I have is spotty. More when we're out the other side.

P.S. The baby barn swallows took flight a few days ago. I'm glad.