Roaring to the Sea

From my front door during the day....

Listening as other smoke-grimed firefighters, Jen was struck with sheer immensity of this wildfire. 

From my front door at dusk...

Grim revelations of how many other sites weighed heavily on them all, but for Jen, this was her first fire.

They hacked and climbed through brush, always watching the indigo smoke billow in the sky.  Her team all knew that somewhere, a sparrow-sized flicker of flame had burst into this monster.

From my front door at night....

The searing conflagration roared toward the sea in a rapture of destruction and devastation.  

Over the hill where the fires sweep...

Jen shoveled without pause.

Thanks go to Delores at Under the Porch Light for providing six challenging words each Wednesday as a challenge.  The bold underlined words above show her wide scope when it comes to words. You should check out her A to Z Challenge where each day, Delores would provide an extremely obscure word.

Please go to her site by clicking on the stream in the right sidebar.

Note:  My camera and I have not melded yet, so these photos are grainy.  Our house is safe.  Others are not.  

The thought processes of a toddler

Can you put these photos in order?  Can you write a script for this?  I bet you can. 

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What did you write?  List it below in the comments!

Roses into Darkness

The Garden in April 2014 

Gary pulled rough work gloves, enjoying smells of dirt from previous gardening ventures.  Between Gary and Kelly, the roses had been pruned, now bursting in color.  Gary reveled in scented beauty.

Oranges by June, Gary smiled.  Kelly will love that.

But, last week’s wind storm had almost destroyed the lemon tree.  Dang!  If only I had cut off some branches, or picked off older lemons…then…I

Pain burst in his head.  Behind his eyes an aura obliterated the roses.  Star bursts, quavering lines.

Source: sailinjohn

Gary crawled inside, calling  “Kelly!”

 Sadly, Kelly guided Gary. Another dark room day.