Hey you. Not so fast. Where’s the fire?!

Everywhere, apparently.

E.ver.y.where.

From Idaho to Colorado to Utah to New Mexico and back again; a constant and relentless stream of blazes have lured Special Man Friend off our shady porch and into the desert so many times that I have almost stopped asking ‘hey,  WHERE’S THE FIRE?!” Almost. OK I still ask.

In fact, I’ve come to realize that I usually have a better idea of where in the world he is and when he’ll be home than he does. Thanks obviously goes to internet intuition.

And for a self-proclaimed hater of all photos, he’s become somewhat of a media daahhhling these past few weeks, thanks to CNN and Utah evening news interviews.

Idaho City Hot Shots. photo: Kari Greer

Despite our despicably short and sparse R&R days, we have still managed to squeeze in every morsel of summer-in-Idaho goodness when he gets to come home.

and then there are the Special Man walnut waffles.

And lastly – the ultimate act of chivalry – showing he still thinks of his Suite Potato and her style whilst battling the forces of mother nature….

A beautiful, bleached, perfectly-intact deer shed.

Naturally, i found a new home for him immediately.

Shizam!

Talk about living on the edge. You think fighting fires is scary – try sleeping under a 6-point, poorly secured deer shed every night.

I kid, I kid.

It’s well secured. Isn’t it? Wait, is it? What if it’s not. I don’t know. Now I’m not sure. I should go check. I’m going to go check.

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Stay safe and cool out there, tater tots!

xx SP