Nothing excites like a fleet of firetrucks in your own backyard. We ran out to watch --discreetly, we hoped-- as their flashlights played around the house in question before a window was opened, and thick black smoke poured out. A photo of our back gate illuminated by the lights on top of the trucks. I have an alternate image here-- couldn't decide which I liked better.
--Elissa.
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