Last night we had a little excitement in the neighborhood. Mike was in at the church but Sam and I were home. First, I thought I heard some hollering outside but saw nothing. I muted the television but all was quiet. The next thing Sam and I heard were far-off sirens. Right then I had a strong feeling that those sirens were headed our way. I was right! The sirens stopped right next door.
It turns out that our neighbors had a small fire in their front yard. They weren't home and we do not yet know why there was a fire. It was really just a matter of feet from our cars and our house. A row of dry trees line up between our house and their's. It is great for privacy but certainly would have made powerful fuel. Have I mentioned that Wyoming is in a drought? It has been really, really dry around here.
The fire did not amount to much I guess. It was out before I saw it. The reason is this, a passing motorist took the time to care. He or she saw it and called out for help (explaining the hollering I thought I heard). The neighbor on the other side helped put out the fire before it became a big deal.
I'm so very grateful to people who see a problem and do what they can to help. I know there are people who would have just driven by, expecting someone else to handle the problem. I don't know the name of the person alerting to the fire, but we are very appreciative. I'm happy to be reporting just minor drama, nothing more.
I also want to give a shout out to all emergency services folks. They walk into a lot of unknown situations on our behalf. I am pretty sure we don't thank them enough. If any of my readers are among our protectors, know that we are grateful!