If you look carefully at the pictures you can see the white pile of ashes where the brush was burned. The black area is where the fire got away from me. I'm glad the buttercups had already bloomed because I nearly took out the whole row of them!
At one point of my fire extinguishing I felt extreme heat on my leg and just knew my jeans were on fire but when I looked down they weren't. Isn't it strange how things happen sometimes, when I got through burning and raking and got back online I had 2 emails about people who were burning brush up in KY from the recent ice storms and they caught on fire. One died from his injuries and the other is in the hospital as well as her grandson who was helping her. I'm so blessed, I got some excersise and no longer need to tweeze my eyebrows!
Between falling through ceilings and trying to burn the woods down my husband and I keep things going around here!