It only takes a spark...

We live in a woods. 

At least on 2 sides of us.

We have leaves.

Lots of leaves.

Last weekend we worked on leaves.

Last night we worked on leaves.

Today we worked on leaves.

The process goes like this.  I run the mower around the yard, filling the bagger with leaves.  One circle and it is full.

The kids unload the bagger, dumping the leaves into a burning pile of leaves.

Yesterday, we worked on the side by the woods.

I burned the leaves on the edge of the woods.

James said I was going to start the woods on fire.

But I had a hose, and we were watching it.

We did good. 

Today, we went into town. 

We came back.

Jadon said, "oh look, Mommy, now there is a big fire!"

My well tended fire had sprung back up in the high winds of the day.

I quickly grabbed the hose, thankful we had come home when we did... and put out the fire that was spreading to the woods.

An hour later, we are outside, cutting back bushes and flowers, blowing leaves out the landscaping. 

The fire started up again.

I grab the hose, douse it once again.  Even longer this time.

I go back to my leaf blower.

Soon, I notice Jadon and Kiahna back at the fire area, spraying the hose.

They were going to put out the fire this time.

Nope, not this time...

James wanted to make sure I added that he told me so.

The sad thing is. 

This isn't the first time I've done this.

The firefighters remembered me.

So now I am on a first name basis with the ER and the fire department..

I promise.  I am not creative enough to make this up.

(I remembered I have a camera on my cell phone!)

Pam