Next thing I knew, a helicopter was hovering in the front yard. It seemed to want to land in our horse pasture until Francie pitched a huge fit in the pasture. Turns out she doesn't care for giant sky monsters. Instead, it landed in the pasture next to the horses. This picture was taken from the house. The helicopter is on the top left. It tried to take off with a bucket of water a number of times, but the high winds had it rocking in the sky, and it kept having to land.
The next day things were quieter, aside from all the vehicles and news crews rushing up and down the road. Our road saw more traffic that day than it had in the past year combined. I went out to hang some laundry and noticed the wind was picking up again and becoming gusty. It wasn't long after that before rushing fire trucks and sirens were flying past our house again. I walked outside to take this shot of the smoke returning.
We were all so relieved when things finally got back under control. In all, over 150 acres burned, but no one lost their home and no one was hurt. I hope that brush fire never comes that close to my house again!