I’ve noticed lately that the summer sound of helicopters overheard makes me wonder if a fire is in the area. Sometimes there actually is one but yesterday there was no helicopter warning our neighborhood about this fire.

We headed south to walk the dogs thinking that the only danger in the area was the pollen in the air but when we turned north, we saw the plume of smoke that was very close. Too close for my comfort. It turned out to be a grass fire by the road that took off between a couple of houses and luckily didn’t touch either one. The one neighbor was hosing down her backyard and the other neighbor across the street worked the street side.

Still, 3 fire trucks, an ambulance and a police car came to make sure we didn’t all go up in flames. I love those guys.