Fabulous to Worried in one Fell Swoop

We were having a fabulous day. It was crisp with a stiff wind making the aspen leaves quake while Shyla and I did a mountain bike ride together.

And I have a NEW mountain bike. It's bike that makes riding even more fun. It's got a long travel suspension and much bigger tires than most mountain bikes. I got a great deal on it, and I am loving riding it!

After three nights in a row of no signs that a seizure might be impending, I am feeling much more at ease with Shyla's epilepsy. I think that the short-acting Keppra is controlling her seizures. That makes me smile.

Then, when Shyla and I finished riding this morning, I came home and picked up R so I could spend some outdoor time with him. I think that the golden leaves will be falling very soon so I wanted to get some photos of him in aspen groves. What a handsome dude!

After all that, I got the kind of phone call that I hate. A fire has broken out in an area to the west of us where vagrants camp. The wind is howling out of the west at 15 mph and gusting to 30 mph (blowing the fire toward us) so we are all watching the news minute by minute to see whether the fire blows up. Air resources, like helicopters, are grounded due to the wind.

I wish that campfires would be banned at all times except when there is snow on the ground for the sake of all the residents, including the wildlife, like this bear who was busily marking a tree recently.

All paws and fingers are crossed in our house. Thank goodness that the early reports are that the amazing firefighters are managing to keep it from blowing up.