Yesterday morning we gathered outside the office in awe as we watched the sky slowly turn orange. The air was thick with the smell of smoke and ashes started to rain down on everything. All this from the canyon fires that had engulfed the dry hills thirty miles away. At some point the air got so thick with smoke that an air that we could no longer see the sky. There we were helpless against the elements. The Santa Ana winds continued to fuel the untameable fires for hours and as the sun went down possessions so many had worked so hard for were reduced to ashes. Today the notorious winds have shown us a little mercy. We wait…….