This July was hot by Alaska norms (if there is such a thing as a norm up here),
and fires were widespread to say the least.
A million acres burnt up they say, more than the size of Rhode Island, a little state,
but just think of 1,500 square miles up in flames eh?
Well on the positive side, and there is much really, this is nature’s way of cleansing the forest and bush lands, and the most efficient means of putting the living nutrients straight into mother earth. The downside of for me is the smoke, pretty in someways and not so pretty in others. The haze I don’t mind, there is always something to take a photo of that loves subdued light. When it get intense enough that I can smell it and feel my throat dry, that is not very fun,
and it puts a crimp in my outdoor athletic endeavors.
Even so, when the light commands I am compelled to respond, as in this shot,
Smokey Mountains in Alaska
On a recent business trip up to Trapper Creek, ‘up country’ as we say, about 100 miles,
I caught a peaceful moment or two, after a few mile run and with a very pleasant thunderstorm,
followed by a cooling rain,
It reminded my of the song to follow and the part about the cooling water after the fever’s end…
I wish you peace