Fire/Smoke
The world is on fire. As much as I love a good campfire, heating a hefty pan over some crackling logs, I love even more that I can always walk away when the smoke wafts into my face, stinging my eyes. I can stand up and step into fresh air,…
A Reprieve by Rain
It was raining this morning when I woke up, the light, almost inaudible patter of drops hitting the windows and roof, creeping into my zone of awareness as I lay in bed contemplating starting my day. The rain is oh-so welcome this morning, in the wake of a week-long heat…