Wildfire got us. Two days burning. Firetrucks, airplanes, helicopters everywhere. They saved the villages and houses, all the bush and pasture went down. All the fence posts burned and will have to be replaced. I can’t water my garden today and hope that it will survive till tomorrow, when I hopefully can get a new water tube out there, after everything stops smouldering.
I took the animals to a safe place in time. Only the chickens got lost, I think. We will have to buy hay for the next months, all the standing hay went in the fire.
Two times in the last days I thought my house was lost, and once I thought my partner was lost - moments of great tension and despair, and now I realize how exhausted I am, from the emotion as much as from the running about, carrying water. In the early afternoon I just collapsed and half-slept for a few hours - if I had tried to continue doing something I’d have put myself in danger.
While I was writing this the undergrowth caught fire again, flames traveling towards my partners house. I heard the crackling, called the firemen and just waited in my house, and eventually even managed to recover enough energy to cook something. People must eat even when everything is on fire.
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I found one of the chickens, but one was eaten by one of the dogs when trying to catch it again from where it had fled to (both animals were confused, shit happens). Everything around us has burned down, so we should be safe now. Tomorrow we will start to repair the damage. It is good to see how people work together through the crisis - local firefighting crews, firemen, neighbours and friends. Even the animals were mostly well behaved. We’ve had offers of help, and we feel we were lucky in all this. Nobody injured, no major damage.
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i remember when i was ~4 we lived in a very small 1 bedroom house… it had all of 3 distinct rooms. i remember my mother screaming for my brother and me to get our of the bath tub, and we did running into the other room. i remember watching the flames spread across the kitchen ceiling as my mother attempted water or something from the sink… and then watching from a firetruck as the whole thing burned to almost nothing.
i went back a few decades later, it was still vacant lot.
your post history is interesting as a whole. i wanted to see if this was a shared text or a genuine post.
only 10 days ago you posted about wildfires and it came to look for you
may you find all the courage you need to rebuild what you’ve lost
Wildfires are a central topic here, and they are on my mind frequently every summer between May and September. I’ve been counting with it coming to look for me since years. This is the first time my land has been burned. I’m good with this, it was only bad while it was happening. We lost very little apart from standing hay and some fence.
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I’m so sorry you’re dealing with this and I hope this was the worst of it. Sending you positive thoughts <3
