A strangely illuminated morning glory this morning (when I was fiddling around with the camera); and then a glorious storm sky this evening - a very small storm, all things considered, but at the moment we, and everyone in these parts, will take all the rain we can get, as the Frijoles fire churns on, and on, and we read briefings and maps, and hope that firefighters continue all of their wonderful work to bulldoze lines between it and homes ... (it's about sixteen miles away from us, as the crow - and indeed the smoke - flies - so I'd hate anyone reading this to think that we're in any immediate danger. But some properties and little villages, let alone lots of animals, are ...)
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