Fire was burning in the forest that surrounds my village yesterday afternoon and again today.
This evening these two tired and brave firefighters were trying to stop one spot of smoldering.
They had to pull themselves up the steep slope with a pickax.
In the end they dumped all their remaining water onto the hot spot.
You can see some fire trucks on the old Roman road, up high.
There is no way they can get closer to the fire way below.
The little flame retardant-dropping planes can't get very low here either.
All my favorite hiking trails from the spring up into the wadi are now black, brown, and white with ash.
But thank God, our village was saved and no one was injured.
The fire was stopped at the outermost street of the moshav.
Let us pray there is no flare-up during the night.
My evacuation backpack is ready, just in case.