Sunday, May 27, 2007

Smoked Out

Several times in the last week or so, I've awakened to the smell of smoke -- the first morning, half-awake, I was convinced a nearby bar was burning down (a friend said "you worried that it was a bar before worrying that it might be your house?). Thankfully, no -- it's winds pushing smoke from the south Georgia wildfires up here.

It's not entirely unpleasant at first -- it's not too heavy, and actually just brings a nice barbeque to mind. But the gauzy haze blotting out the sun is a little ominous, and after walking for a bit, you can feel your heart and lungs laboring.

And completely illogically, there's a bit of fear -- though I know better, on some level, there's a sense that the fire is getting closer, and in just a couple days will be tearing through south Atlanta.

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