Smoke

I arrived back home from Ohio by plane near midnight last night.  The mountain air felt refreshingly cool as I walked out from the terminal to retrieve my car before driving home.  When I arrived here at the house, I scurried about and opened windows before crashing into my bed, hoping to bring fresh air into my house.

This morning, I woke to cool air pouring across my bed.  A glance outside, however, revealed a blue-gray haze in the sky. 

I have come home to fire season.

Fire season is an expected quantity when you live out West.  Searching today's news, I found summaries of two wildfires not far from Lincoln, a fire near Canyon Ferry, and a fire near Elliston, just across the Continental Divide.

We are both early and dry in this season.

--Mitchell Hegman