writing

Haze

We took off toward the Rockies.

Clear skies graced the airport,

We had even taken a few minutes

to get some fresh air before boarding.

The distant downtown was hazy though,

And the awe-inspiring mountains hidden.

As we moved westward in the skies,

A wall of smoke filled the air,

Blanketing the ground below.

Mother Nature was unleashing her toll,

Not only in the distant wildfires,

But to the valley and plains to the East.

Hopefully rains will soon find their way

And bring necessary relief to this beautiful place.

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