Another chapter in the improbable history of Cataclysmic Megashear RaNCh.
Yesterday a four-alarm fire destroyed four warehouses and damaged three others on our block in Bayview. The rAnch was unburned, in spite of fire burning on two sides. Water damage was minimal, in spite of the ladder truck overhead and firefighters tearing out the two windows in the great room in order to hose down the building in back. Here's a view through one of those windows:
Unbelievable. Our guardian angel(s) (not to mention the SF Fire Dept) were working overtime. Mauricia's painting hanging next to the window escaped with nothing more than some spray. Her studio in the next room was completely dry. The wood shop downstairs looks like it will be ok after it dries out.
We started some cleanup last night, in a surreal atmosphere of mist and smoke and floodlights as the fire trucks continued to pour water on the smoldering wreckage next door. Nobody was hurt and no residences burned.
Nothing in life is so exhilarating as to be shot at without result.
- Winston Churchill