More Gold!

Hi, it's Mom again---same day, different gold.
At breakfast this am, Dad remarked that there was a peculiar golden light in the back yard, and when we looked out at the sun, it was a blurry orange ball. When we turned west toward Sanitas, the mountain was etched in white with an orange cast. Not the white of snow, but of smoke. Soon the smell of smoke was unmistakable, and we began to realize that we had another wildfire on our hands. From Weather Channel TV and city emergency postings on the computer, we learned that 130 some acres of open park land were ablaze, and this fire was near Boulder Canyon, much nearer to our house than the September one.
As the day progressed, (mostly windless, thankfully), the evacuation line edged closer and closer to both Kellogg houses. School was still in session at Foothill, and the Hallowe'en costume parade that was scheduled for 1:30pm went on, although in the gym instead of outdoors---smoke was the deterent. But Hallowe'en was not to be denied, and the kids were terrific in their costumes---Boden was a witch in red-collared long black cape with the requisite black pointed hat. There were room parties after the parade.
We had tickets for the symphony tonight, a special program of spooky music with acrobats from the Cirque de Soleil, and after we determined that it was still "on", we picked up Boden (still in his costume) and joined a full house celebrating this weird and wonderful holiday. On the way to and from the auditorium, passing North Boulder Park, we looked up and saw myriad little red-gold spots where normally the Christmas star shines in December. We know the firefighters are there, working, and it is a windless night at the moment, so we will turn in with faith that we will sleep well and be taken care of. Goodnight to all.