
My kids are 13 this summer, and they hardly remember a summer when we could just start a fire, even in the improved fire pit, at a camp ground. About half the time we couldn't even light up a propane camp stove! We have had drought conditions for like seven years, and standing live trees with a lower per cent moisture than the kiln-dried lumber at the lumber yards. (True!) When we joked that you could start a forest fire with a hot kiss or a smoldering look, it wasn't far off.

But we've had a very wet (by arid southwest measures) spring. Here in our local mountains we had half an inch more than the 20 year average in April, an inch more in May, and half an inch more in June. Then, just yesterday, we had about 0.75 here in my yard (only 0.19 at the official local reporting station).
I know, those of you in floody places aren't impressed by our piddling rain amounts, but they are very important to us. For example, I know that just over 0.1 inch will fill my rain barrels, and I can water my tomatoes and potatoes, downhill from those rain barrels, for a dry week on that amount.
Our old burn scars from the 2000 and 2011 fires are downright green! (Our 4th of July fireworks show in 2011 was watching the spot fires still burning on the mountain side above town after they let us back in from the multi-day evacuation.)
I'm sorry that southern California is burning up. But the weird weather patterns this summer are greening us here in the southern Rockies. I'm good with that!
Catherine