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May 29, 2012 / dcwisdom

On Being Texan – Another Pasture Fire

My goodness!  Two fires in nine months.

Our neighbor cleared and burned over the weekend.  With no moisture even in the form of early morning dew, grass and trees ignite easily in a good wind from just a spark.  We strongly assume that’s what happened.

I returned to the farm early afternoon from mowing at the Renovation House, made a handful of phone calls, and received a call from Mom:  The pasture’s on fire.

What?  Again?

Jumped in Joan Rivers (my old Suburban) and saw the smoke over the hill.

Fortunately, no animals were involved.

The fire consumed half of the front pasture already and moved toward Mom’s house.  Mom and I ran to get the water hoses and loudly commented to each other about the low amount of water in the well (see previous post).  As we prepared to fight to our deaths (drama!) to save Mom’s house, our good neighbors, Charlotte and husband, once again came to help since the fire inched toward their property.   Charlotte noticed the fire from her yard and called the fire department.  God, thank You for good neighbors.

While we readied our water hoses, the scene from Little House on the Prairie flashed through my mind of the family fighting the barn fire together.  How brave the pioneers were!  I was shaking in my boots, especially knowing how very little water the well contained.  Even from several yards away, the heat was incredible.

[That’s my crazy neighbor, Tim, just strolling out to check on the status of the fire.]

Very quickly, firefighters were on the scene.  The fire spread into the woods, and we saw trees go up in flames.  More trucks were called in.  And Mom and I stood guard with water hoses in hand, and Charlotte had a rake.  Like the good little firefighters we are.  What women can’t accomplish!

I noticed two airplanes circling in the sky.  Spotters. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The big box looking thing on the left is our well house, upended, so we can keep an eye on the well’s water level.  A few more feet, and the fire would have burned our water pump.  Also and fortunately, the hay was recently cut, bailed, and removed which helped firefighters extinguish the flames quicker.

Once again, we are so very fortunate that the fire was limited to the woods and pasture.

God bless our firefighters!

God bless our neighbor Charlotte!

Peace and love.  Pray for the peace of Jerusalem.  God bless Israel.  God help America.

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7 Comments

  1. Vickie / May 29 2012 10:17 AM

    Yes, it’s dry already – I’m so glad that y’all were able to get that fire put out. The volunteer fire depts around here are running non-stop it seems – we hear them every day. If we don’t get some good rains soon, it may be like last year. Our pastures are dry and sandy! All it’ll take is some idiot throwing a cigarette butt out the window!

    • dcwisdom / May 29 2012 2:09 PM

      Keep praying for rain, dear Chickie…

  2. jmgoyder / May 29 2012 4:17 AM

    Terrible!
    Joan Rivers?

    • dcwisdom / May 29 2012 2:11 PM

      Yes, I named my old Suburban after sweet Joan – old, vulgar, and lots of bad facelifts.

  3. LexoKat / May 29 2012 1:43 AM

    This is sad.. you never know when it can get so big and strong and it can destroy everything. Sad.

    • dcwisdom / May 29 2012 2:12 PM

      Rather scary to have two fires in a year.

      • LexoKat / May 30 2012 3:25 AM

        Well, we could say both!

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