Our day began today with a cup (or two) of coffee on the porch. In the sun. With a blanket wrapped around my shoulders. But, boy! Did it feel good to be outside in the sunshine, fresh air, and peaceful surroundings. It’s been a long time since we’ve been able to sit on the porch and we were really grateful to spend some sweet time outside. But when the wind came up out of the north it was too chilly.
So, we came inside and got our morning started. I had some work errands to run, a trip to the post office and the bank and the store … and my dear hubby decided to come along for the ride (and to see our new Reny’s.) We even went to the Early Bird for breakfast/lunch and he grabbed a couple of limes at Buddy’s IGA.
Home again, I went indoors to get the (forced) tulip bulbs that had been purchased at Costco a couple of months ago with the idea that we’ll put them in the ground now that it’s warm enough. The bulbs were mushy but we put them in anyway … maybe a couple will come back and maybe not but ashes to ashes. Hubby went out into the yard and I went into the kitchen to clean up and after a few minutes heard hubby huffing and puffing by the front door. When I asked if he was ok, he said, “No. Fire” and I looked outside to see a fire that had escaped the fire pit and was burning the lawn and the little hill up toward the guest cottage. I ran to get a bucket to help augment the hose and we decided we needed to call for help. 911. We kept dumping water and hubby was hosing down the woods and by the grace of God or some higher power, we managed to get the fire out before the fire department found us.
The fire department checked it all out, poured a little bit more water in the woods around the guest cottage and deemed the fire out. Needless to say, we have learned a valuable lesson and have been educated, too. The new fire code says that a fire circle any larger than three feet by three feet needs to have a burn permit every time. Ours is bigger than that. We also cannot burn anything other than fire wood (lumber, old chairs, etc. that hubby has been burning for decades are now not allowed.) AND we have learned to get the hose out to the fire pit BEFORE he starts a fire. The outside water hadn’t been turned on yet and that delayed his water response that allowed the fire to “get away” from him in a very short matter of minutes. We were both very frightened and, needless to say, that won’t ever happen again. (And we need to make a donation to the fire department, too.)
We were so grateful that we were able to manage the fire enough to get control before the fire fighters got here and realize that it could have been so much worse. It nearly was. We are grateful for the extra long hose that we bought, grateful for water in our well and the water in the lake that I used as a bucket brigade (we will be building a more stable “step” or two down to the lake so that we can access water by foot before the dock is installed) and very grateful for the Belgrade Fire Department from both Belgrade Lakes and North Belgrade who came to our aid.
It was a calm day today but too dry and the leaves from the fall aren’t raked up and served as fodder for a very quick little fire. I guess we will be cleaning up all the junk wood that hubby would like to burn but can’t now and taking it to the dump. Time to rake up the leaves, too.
You can see the black char from the foreground to the fire pit and it stretches up to the side of the guest cottage. This was more excitement than we ever needed today and we don’t need any more thank you very much.
Gone knitting.
Queen Bee Knits 