Fires down here… kinda crazy when i think about it.. towns just north (at the end of the stretch of beach) of Torrey Pines have been evacuated. Our own things are packed… paintings still on stretchers, but if we had to leave, they would all be taken off. They sit in a pile by the door. What a weird feeling. Instead i try to envision not having to leave here. Maybe I kinda like it here! Smell of ashes and fire since Sunday… a layer of ash on the car, outside on the ground, on the plants…. Poor Fi, our great regal black and white tuxedo kitty, snoring at night because his delicate little olfactories have been irritated. With our stuff out, our bags on the floor, he sleeps on top of them and gives us this look that says: You’d better not forget me! And then there is just the consideration of where we would go. Do we drive north to LA if need be or do we go and stay with friends in San Diego? A slight fear the the fire that has come up from the border will connect with the fire that is north and east of us. They’re close… maybe within ten miles of each other.
So we hope for the best.
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