It seems almost impossible to describe second hand what it is like to be surrounded by street after street of rubble where homes once stood.
Familiar shapes like garage doors crumpled onto themselves and the occasional mailbox help distinguish one former home from the next, but the landscape is very simply piles of crumbled homes as far as the eye can see.
The glowing orange sunset on the walls of remaining structures feels like a cruel reminder of theflames that recently engulfed the neighborhood. The bright orange sun seems so saturatedcompared the the pale gray ash covering everything around me. I can only imagine the horrorthat hundreds of families witnessed when their homes were lit up in orange that night.
The trees that should be covered in red, yellow, and orange leaves are dull browns, blacks, andgrays. The destruction is nearly impossible to comprehend, and even more difficult to describe. Inever believed that any harm would come to my paradise in Northern California. To mychildhood.
I wipe away a thin layer of ash on my windshield as I pull away from the emptiness behind me.
// You can still donate to the relief effort on the North Bay Fire Relief’s official GoFundMe page; photography by Marie-Pier Frigon
title: “The Reality Of North Bay The Life Of Disaster Tourists Not Welcome” ShowToc: true date: “2022-12-26” author: “Craig Stien”
It seems almost impossible to describe second hand what it is like to be surrounded by street after street of rubble where homes once stood.
Familiar shapes like garage doors crumpled onto themselves and the occasional mailbox help distinguish one former home from the next, but the landscape is very simply piles of crumbled homes as far as the eye can see.
The glowing orange sunset on the walls of remaining structures feels like a cruel reminder of theflames that recently engulfed the neighborhood. The bright orange sun seems so saturatedcompared the the pale gray ash covering everything around me. I can only imagine the horrorthat hundreds of families witnessed when their homes were lit up in orange that night.
The trees that should be covered in red, yellow, and orange leaves are dull browns, blacks, andgrays. The destruction is nearly impossible to comprehend, and even more difficult to describe. Inever believed that any harm would come to my paradise in Northern California. To mychildhood.
I wipe away a thin layer of ash on my windshield as I pull away from the emptiness behind me.
// You can still donate to the relief effort on the North Bay Fire Relief’s official GoFundMe page; photography by Marie-Pier Frigon
