Smoke Is In the Air

We were out at the farm yesterday and as soon as I got out to open the deer gate was an overwhelming sweet smell of forest-fire smoke. Yesterday there was a fire raging in central Oregon, near Sisters to the south of us, 133 miles (214 km) away; a fire in Walla Walla to the east-northeast of us  (160 miles/257 km) had grown in size, from 4,000 acres to 20,000 (1600 – 8093 hectares) from Friday;  and the wild fires almost due west in Siberia were sweeping across the Russian Federation landscape (mileage could not be calculated on Google Maps) and supposedly their smoke reaching the States on the jet stream. I don’t know what’s happening in California, or if the Montana fires have been maintained, but as much smoke-scented air there was, from wherever it may have come, the day was thankfully under the conditions the most pristine I’ve seen it. Cloudy, but blue sky like from a 3D viewer. And wind. Lots of wind.