It kinda makes me awe-struck that such beauty can come from such devastation. The sun glows red periodically through the smoke. Sometimes the moon looks to be drenched in blood. The smell of campfires lingers in the air, except there has been a fire ban for months. You know that it is a forest being consumed. Sometimes the smell changes and I wonder if it is someone's home I am smelling.
Today 3 fires cropped up by the city I live in. I am concerned for the people a few towns over that have been evacuated. I am not worried for myself. There have been a few fires crop up around town and are dealt with swiftly. There is a fine layer of ash on my car. It will get washed away eventually.
Next week they are calling for rain and I'm praying that it does.
Almost everyone I know has stated that when it does rain they are dropping what ever they are doing and going outside to dance in the rain. Imagine a province full of people dancing in the rain. Welcome to BC.
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