I raked the pine needles from our own pine trees in front of our house. I forgot we had a birdhouse up in one of the trees.
And I ache for birds and life in the midst of the fires.
Gus slept near while I worked until he heard my sob escape from my chest. He so quickly looked over to check on me.
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A heartwarming post, Brenda. My prayers go out for our friends of the La Canada/Flintridge area.
Those fires really are awful aren't they? Birds can fly. Deer and other larger animals can run. But so many have no way of escaping. I try not to think about it, and pray they can get things under control soon.
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