The fire is now 80,906 acres and 5% contained. I live about ten minutes from the back side of the fire, the fire is moving in the opposite direction. The smoke is terrible. I try to avoid going outside, if it’s not necessary. Yesterday I dragged several bales of hay out for my two horses, and arranged for their water through to fill up by itself. The evacuation center for big animals are closer to the fire than I am. There’s no real threat that the fire will come here, at least not now. I go out to check on the horses a few times a day, but avoid staying out. I feel dizzy when I go outside, even with a mask. The horses seem unaffected, strangely enough.
The other side of town is evacuated, and partly burned down. The fire is raging. Right now it’s threatening small communities on the other side of I-5. There’s talk of an important bridge that threaten to collapse. For three days there’s been heavy air traffic fighting the fire, and there’s more on the way. They say on the news that they have never seen anything like this. People I know have lost their homes. People are scared. No-one is sleeping. It’s crazy. I’ve been using a face mask at home, in my house, since yesterday afternoon. It’s weird, but helps. I have sensitive airways. The past six days of may life, starting with the yellow jackets last Sunday, and the allergic reaction, and now the fire, have been like something from a horror movie. It’s hard to understand what’s happening. I don’t like this feeling of helplessness. I am a giver, I like to be strong, and be there for other people. I usually wake up happy, strong, and excited about the new day. I don’t feel strong right now. Just trying to stay positive, and sharp, conserving my strength. My bags are packed. I’m worried, but relatively safe. I think.