I had my first opportunity to go into the Fourmile Fire burn zone today. I visited the site of a friends home. As you can see it was quite devastating. Almost everything was charred but the birdbath and the saint were left standing. My friend has such a great attitude and is seeing only the good that can come from change. Where a door shuts another one opens.
She shared the following haiku with me, she did not write it:
Now that my house burnt down I have a better view of the rising moon.
It will take quite a while for the fire scars to go away but I have to say that I never looked at that parcel of land in quite the same way. It was exposed. The possibilities of the future were all laid out. Maybe not so pretty at the moment but in the spring the grass will come back up and in time trees.