I fled the bushfires with ash falling from the sky, but this is what community feels like | Scott Ludlam

The defence of this precious, fragile part of the world is being sustained almost entirely by volunteers

It starts a few days ago, with perfectly preserved eucalyptus leaves twirling out of the sky, brittle and scorched. I’m not sure anyone knows how it ends.

Today was meant to be a birthday party. Instead, I’m woken before a dawn that never really arrives; checking the app to see the fire we’ve been tracking for the last three days has made a break for it.

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from The Guardian https://ift.tt/39mO9F4