It's been a crazy couple of days. I live about a mile from where the fire started and then it spread to the east from here. All day yesterday, the winds were insane and I was watching the trees whipping around the power lines in my back yard. Today, we drove around the neighborhood and huge trees were snapped like twigs or even completely uprooted. Two blocks upwind, a power cable pole was sheared off, but luckily it did not spark, because that would have been the end of our neighborhood. I had gathered important documents and all my instruments were lined up at the front door. Thankfully, it stayed away from the city of Boulder, but devastated so many subdivisions to the east of us, starting less than a mile away. Many friends lost everything, including Dave Watts, the drummer from my old band, Shockra, who now plays with his band, The Motet. He was on the west coast and his house burned to the ground and his dogs were there. Hopefully they escaped, but it's still insane as the entire neighborhood burned to the ground. Today was a ton of snow, with very scary driving. If only that had arrived 24 hours before.
On top of that, I lost a friend to COVID on Thursday night. She was way too young and left behind two young daughters. It's been a really tough week.
