Disaster edition.
We got home a little after 7 to see one of our neighbors running past our house and around the corner. Not a casual jog. I thought maybe their dog had got out or something, but as I walked in through the garage I could hear a commotion coming in through my back window. Just over the fence, huge billows of smoke. I sent Mr. Pear round to check things out. The smoke was coming faster and faster and then I could see the flames flaring up. I ran around closing all the windows before leaving the house with mini-pear. The smoke was black and smelled like burning plastic. By the time we got out, the air inside our house was pretty acrid and foul.
The pictures on the outside are the view from our patio. We were close enough to get big black ashes blowing onto our property. Our lots are none too wide here.