Having always lived in the west, and reasonably close to rural areas, I don't remember a time when I didn't think of summer as fire season. Usually that wasn't at the forefront until sometime in August, but this year is scarily different. My beloved home state is under siege; the county where I grew up had three major fires before June was even out. Another place I called home is still threatened by a fire that started last week.
Tonight fire season has arrived here. When I drove home from work I saw a huge plume of smoke on the other side of the river. Now that it's fully dark, the red glow is visible from my upstairs window - a few hundred acres so far, mostly brush and no structures as yet, but it's not far from some housing developments and extensive wheat fields. I'm glad the wind seems to have died down for now. It's a long time until October's rains.
July 08, 2008
Fire season
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Scarey stuff. I hope the weather cooperates. Here, summer is called road construction season. I think I'll take that over fire season. Stay safe.
Thanks. We have construction season, too, though it mainly affects the highways and due to where we live I can go weeks without driving on one. It's still hot, but it hasn't been really windy, so that's helping.
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