We all worry about fire. We're one street over from a canyon full of dried brush. We had some workers from Austin canvassing the neighborhood about fire danger. They asked us if we had at least two exits in case of fire. DH pointed down the street and told them that was the only way out. They scribbled it down, but they dried brush is still in the canyon!
Water is either feast or famine here lately. So much construction has changed the course of some of the creeks and flooded homes that have been high and dry since the 50s. Guess at some point I'll have to decide to give up some of my thirstier plants. That would be the brugs, unfortunately.
