Monday, December 27, 2010

thanksgiving at christmas

Exploding with gratitude this evening.  It feels like Thanksgiving, only the calendar says it's Christmas time.  Remember my post Divine Weekend where I talked about visiting Sprout #1 and the D-I-L's new home in the country?   I took this sunset shot of horses in the front yard.
Hay Buddy
Today....that gorgeous new home was threatened by a wind-driven grass fire.  The news reports said the flames came within 20 feet of the home.  This pasture is blackened.
You can read about the drama here:

Prairie fires are an unwelcome fact of life in West Texas.  This time of year we experience low humidity and high winds; any grass left standing is brittle and bone dry.  We've had lots of livestock, horses, ranch houses and pastures threatened and damaged by wildfires.  But, geez....this feeling of extreme fear and wild gratitude is unsettling.
Life is sure a crap-shot isn't it?  Expect the unexpected.

We've celebrated Christmas and we're looking forward to ringing in the New Year, but for's all about Thanksgiving.


Jason, as himself said...

So scary...I'm glad things are okay. Our home was narrowly missed a couple of times here in SoCal...fires are a way of life here, too.

Buckskins Rule said...

We had to evacuate during the 2003 Cedar Fire in San Diego. Our house survived, fortunately, but only through the Grace of God. Glad to hear that your family is safe.

I think that wherever we choose to live, we face natural disasters of one variety, or the other. In our neck of the woods, it's flooding, earthquake, or lahar (if Mt. Rainier decides to wake up).

But we can't live our lives in fear of these events. We must simply gird our loins and face them when the time comes.