I had just finished writing the first draft of my post below, and a dear dear friend called me just as the wind started up. We got off the phone a little bit before 8, and the rain began. I ran out to pick up a couple of things, came back, and was just starting to have a bite to eat when John and I both noticed that the sky had turned a very eerie shade of yellow. The sun…
Either way you interpret “WTF,” it was my first thought this morning. “Do you smell a wood fire?” “Is our house on fire?” “Where’s the fire?” “WTF??!?!?!” The whole backyard was full of smoke. I went outside, and couldn’t find the cause. I turned on the news. Weather report: Hazy, sunny, and smoky. Yeah, and? Only in Georgia would they simply describe the conditions without any explanation at all. On the way in to work (I’m on break right now,…