{"id":4665,"date":"2012-10-27T21:42:09","date_gmt":"2012-10-28T03:42:09","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/blog.chasclifton.com\/?p=4665"},"modified":"2012-10-27T22:15:31","modified_gmt":"2012-10-28T04:15:31","slug":"a-dream-a-dog-and-a-forest-fire","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/blog.chasclifton.com\/?p=4665","title":{"rendered":"A Dream, a Dog, and a Forest Fire"},"content":{"rendered":"<div style=\"width: 410px\" class=\"wp-caption aligncenter\"><a href=\"http:\/\/natureblog.blogspot.com\/2012\/10\/under-vocano-1.html\"><img data-recalc-dims=\"1\" loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" title=\"Forest fire near Hardscrabble Creek.\" src=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/3.bp.blogspot.com\/-dV57BkoZQRQ\/UIgi2vbiO8I\/AAAAAAAABdc\/_ixQl3ANtJA\/s400\/volcanofire.jpg?resize=400%2C300\" alt=\"\" width=\"400\" height=\"300\" \/><\/a><p class=\"wp-caption-text\">A forest fire burning above Hardscrabble Creek.<\/p><\/div>\n<p style=\"text-align: left;\"><strong>Last Monday, the 22nd<\/strong>, I came home from a week-long trip. On Tuesday, I was temporarily homeless, a condition that persisted until Friday.<\/p>\n<p>Tuesday&#8217;s weather was warm and windy, with the highest gust in the area clocked at 79 mph. Somehow \u2014 I still have not heard the definitive story \u2014 a tree hit a power line or a power line hit a tree . . . or something \u2014 and a raging forest fire began.<\/p>\n<p>Within an hour, fourteen houses plus barns, sheds, etc., near mine had been erased. Eventually that night the fire burned 2,100 acres (850 ha).<\/p>\n<p>M. and I were 45 minutes&#8217; drive away when we saw the smoke. I brandished my county-issued volunteer firefighter ID card, and we passed through four road blocks.<\/p>\n<p>When we arrived home, she quickly left again with the dogs, her favorite faux leather jacket, her laptop computer, a sack of dog food, a bag of apples, a bottle of wine, and the clothes on her back.<\/p>\n<p>She was not sure where she was going, since the road to town was closed to &#8220;civilian&#8221; traffic.<\/p>\n<p>I left home dressed in my wildland-fire gear, with my laptop too, and also my <a href=\"http:\/\/en.wikipedia.org\/wiki\/Bunker_gear\">bunker gear<\/a> in case I had to face a structure fire. As it happened, it was too late to save any houses \u2014 I ended up working until about 9 p.m. chasing spot fires that kept multiplying in the trees along the dry stream bed of Hardscrabble Creek.<\/p>\n<p>I talk about the experience at <em>Southern Rockies Nature Blog<\/em> <a href=\"http:\/\/natureblog.blogspot.com\/2012\/10\/under-vocano-1.html\">here<\/a>, <a href=\"http:\/\/natureblog.blogspot.com\/2012\/10\/under-volcano-2-critical-mission.html\">here,<\/a> and <a href=\"http:\/\/natureblog.blogspot.com\/2012\/10\/under-volcano-3-random-fire-jottings.html\">here.<\/a><\/p>\n<p>But there is a part that I left out in that blog.<\/p>\n<p><strong>On the night of the 19th<\/strong>, I believe it was, sleeping my friend&#8217;s slightly haunted house<strong>*<\/strong> in a small North Dakota prairie town, I had a dream.\u00a0 In the dream, M. and I were at a house in the woods, although it was not our house and not our woods.<\/p>\n<p>The house had a long gravel driveway (as does ours), and M. was setting up a card table beside it in order to eat a meal out in the sunshine (as we sometimes do). Standing on the steps, I looked down the driveway past her and saw a large tawny animal.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Wow, that&#8217;s a big coyote,&#8221; I thought. Then I realized that it was a sort of bleached-out-looking tiger. I wanted her to come to the house right away.<\/p>\n<p>In the morning, I tried to think about associations with tigers. True, we had recently watched the &#8220;<a href=\"http:\/\/www.pbs.org\/wnet\/nature\/episodes\/siberian-tiger-quest\/full-episode\/7916\/http:\/\/www.pbs.org\/wnet\/nature\/episodes\/siberian-tiger-quest\/full-episode\/7916\/\">Siberian Tiger Quest<\/a>&#8221; episode of <em>Nature.<\/em> (It is excellent.) Otherwise, the only thing that came to mind was <a href=\"http:\/\/en.wikipedia.org\/wiki\/The_Tyger\">William Blake&#8217;s poem<\/a> that starts,<\/p>\n<blockquote><p>Tyger! Tyger! burning bright<br \/>\nIn the forests of the night,<\/p><\/blockquote>\n<p>Burning. Forests.<\/p>\n<p>I told M. about my dream during the time when we were staying at a motel 15 miles away, me commuting to the fire house, and she spoke of something that struck her oddly.<\/p>\n<p><strong>At a house about 250 yard<\/strong>s away lives a chocolate Lab named Boone. We hear him bark now and then. But on Monday night he bayed all night long, so persistently that M. shut the bedroom window, turned on a fan, and muttered about his stupid owners who would not bring him indoors.\u00a0 If I ever hear him bay through the night again, I am going to be very nervous.<\/p>\n<p>I do think that events cast their shadows before them, but it is so hard sometimes to know what the shadows signify.<\/p>\n<p><strong>*<\/strong> <em>I will discuss the &#8220;haunted&#8221; part soon. It was a post that I had meant to write this week.<\/em><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Last Monday, the 22nd, I came home from a week-long trip. 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