As much as I like to gripe about living in the fog belt, extreme northern, coastal California; we just don't have the same threat of explosive wildfires as the rest of the state.
None the less I've spent a significant amount of time, this summer, cutting back underbrush and dead fuels from around the house.
The other weird effect of the devastating wildfires is that people who were burned out of entire townships are moving to the coast for cooler temperatures and fear of conflagration. The housing market in our area is insanely competitive. Sky high prices and extremely limited availability.
My younger daughter and her partner, much as they enjoyed having their own household... Well, their landlord put their house up for sale. New rentals, virtually impossible to find and no landlord feels that they need to accept the dog...
Guess who's not a blissful, empty-nester anymore. Fortunately, it's a big house. I planned and built it for huge parties and raising kids.