This is the view out our backyard toward the cave this morning.
The roof line at bottom right is my neighbor, Tom Augherton‘s house which was spared, including all of his trees, which just defies logic. But I’m so glad for him.
The word on the street is someone was welding a gate in the creek bottom at the Ocotillo Road crossing and a spark lit the fuse.
Looking the other way, to the east, we see this.
I never thought I'd live to see this, considering how many times I have photographed this great stand of saguaros.
Not really. That is a PTF (previous to the fire). Here is the first scene I did this morning.
"The forest builds itself up and then it burns itself down. You can't stop that."
—Old Vaquero Saying