I’ve written before about people throwing things in our ditches. A couch. A printer. Litter.
Last week, as best we can guess someone threw a cigarette. Now on it’s own, a cigarette is not an unusual find. Butts are plentiful on the shoulders of the road and in the ditch.
However, this butt ended up being unusual because we haven’t had much rain this spring. We ended up with a fire.
When Matt arrived home from work, he was greeted by good Samaritan who had spotted the flames, pulled over, poured her water bottle over a smoldering fence post and called the fire department.
We are very thankful that damage was minimal. The tree that was in the centre of the fire has some singed leaves, the fence posts are slightly charred and a patch of grass is ash.
I keep thinking about the Fort MacMurray wildfire and being grateful that this didn’t take off. The woman who stopped said to Matt she was surprised that no one else pulled over. We’re very thankful to her as well.
So litterers… the worst. Our impromptu firefighter… the best.
Scary!!! As soon as you mentioned “cigarette butt”, Fort Mac was the first thing I thought of too. O_O Thank heavens for the responsible passerby…
That’s terrible! It shows how quickly a fire can spread. So thankful that it wasn’t worse.
It can happen so quickly.
That is a huge pet peeve of mine – throwing butts on the ground or out the car window. So inconsiderate – and potentially dangerous!
I don’t think I ever realized just how dangerous it was until we had this fire