Teamwork. National Parks and Wildlife Service fire fighters Matt McClelland, Ray Dayman and George Barrott-Brown, working on a back burn on the Washpool fire near Grafton. Back burns are conducted as part of fire containment strategies, at the direction of the incident controller. While the photo gives the impression they are surrounded by fire, they are highly trained staff, working within safer burnt ground, with a clear path of retreat.
Pic by Kyle Gibson NPWS
These babies are getting festive for the holidays... and maybe into the new year 🤷🏻♀️ Did you know that earth is the only planet where fire is possible? No other planets have enough oxygen. And the amount of oxygen determines the color of the flame: more oxygen and even combustion creates a blue flame (think about metalworkers, or a creme brûlée torch... blue flames are safer and more efficient!) and less oxygen creates a yellow flame (they’re basically flopping around and partying - less safe and predictable, but they’ll keep you warm in a controlled environment ☺️)
And soon raging fire becomes softer. It’d warm you in cold winter night if you’d stumble upon a silent figure in black, having no idea what’s going on.
Flame dances softly, spreading warmth throughout my body. Painful passion relaxes into sweet compassion, wisdom of discernment - noticing every detail with love and attention of people passing by, the beauty of buildings illuminated by the cold street lights. Longing changes into wanting to love and pleasure.
And pleasure spreads through my body. A snake bites its tail: love, without an object, makes a whole round and pours onto the subject. A masculine side of me finally purrs in contentment, soothed by soft feminine hands of mine.