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A view of the lake through the forest fire smoke
Here’s a view from the front deck at our house. Looks like someone smeared a gob of Bag Balm all over my glasses.
Haze from the forest fires is so thick I don’t even have to light my cigar to exhale lungfuls of smoke.
An asylum of 18 loons, bunched together like a liferaft, is floating in circles in front of me, seeming confused. A lone, lost loon, separated from the water dance, is calling out from somewhere in the smoke.