Smoke is filtering out the sun. The hot August days are as cool as a warm day in March. Orchards, already struggling with a world glut of fruit, as the empty land […]
My companions thought I was a little silly, but Raven circled back to say hello too, after that. The language of this land is worth learning, even in the smoke!
Salmon Arm, Shuswap Lake That’s 100 years of smoke between Raven and the water.
The world is burning this summer, but, darn it, some people are still going to have fun. Smoke be damned. It can hardly be about romance. Grim determination, perhaps. I dunno. I […]
After nearly two months without a sky, only smoke, the dragon showed itself four nights ago. Tonight, it is once again obscured in smoke. I sure miss the sky! I never realized […]
Smoke has replaced the sky. It is the way of things. Here are the dry hills. Overgrazing, a reduction to three species, one native and two of which are as flammable as […]