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On my way home to visit the parentals the other night, I drove past a funereal procession of six fire engines. I likely imagined it, but the trucks looked and seemed extraordinarily depressed, worn and weary.
My own folks (luckily) live a fair distance away from the fire closest to them: the Orange County fire. Perhaps it is a testament to the phenomenal strength of our (now dying) winds, then, that my car was, just overnight, covered in ashes?
Stay safe, Susan. I’m glad you and your family are ok.
Oh no, I second Jolene — stay safe out there, Susan. I can’t believe the devastation…
Wow - so glad things are safe in OC for you. This reminds me of the huge fires a few years ago - attending a show at the OC performing arts center, it was snowing ash in the parking lot… very eerie.
This is so cool, my dream is to dance in in newyork. i have been dancing my whole life! ever since two so 9 years!
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