rejectomorph (flying_blind) wrote,
rejectomorph
flying_blind

Smoke

The stars in the west are dimmed by the veil of smoke rising from the fire. The smell of it was strong in the air through the early night, until the wind shifted. Now it is much diminished, mixed with the clean air coming down from the high desert. In the morning, the wind will reverse again and the smoke will return. Tomorrow is to be unseasonably warm, and likely to be unpleasant. We would welcome a good rainstorm now, but none is in sight. This is not a good situation. Nothing about this place bothers me more than does its combustible nature.
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