Write two haiku about: the evacuation.
Got through work on about 2 hours of sleep.
Going to aim big and try to get more sleep than that tonight.
Oh, pictures. Here's one of the fire, taken from our deck:
Here's how things looked this morning when I left for work, from around the same spot as the first picture:
Quick! What's important?
What can we not leave behind?
We were not prepared.
* * *
Get out! Get out now!
But wait - where are we going?
It doesn't matter.