High above my small community by the sea is a place called Bonny Doon. Last Summer as I looked to the sky I noticed a plume of dark smoke stretching from hills to the ocean. It was growing by the minute and for a moment it almost seemed like the flames were set on moving down the canyon. What would I take ? Hard drives, photos ? I called my friends who actually live in Bonny Doon and after a few calls on their side it was clear this was bad. They were under evacuation orders. Our house was not. The lower level winds were not blowing our way, but it was blowing their way. Two days later with fire contained and most houses, including our friends, saved, I headed to the hills and found in the ashes and still burning embers a stark, gutted yet somehow beautiful scene. I offer three photos, one that day and two I just took one year later.This is the Bonny Doon Ecological Preserve. A rare sandhills habitat with endangered plants and animals and a will to survive--if not thrive. Let the pictures be my text.


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