Ooh, "dragon weather." I love that phrase. So evocative. Could do without the weather that goes with it, but the phrase is great.
Last night there was a wonderful actual ring of fire on the hills north of me, and I confess if it had been closer I might have tried to hike in and see if I could rescue Bruenhilde.
That sounds really neat (ignoring the horrible destruction part for a minute). Perspective is everything, you're right, but I would have been mightly (stupidly) tampted to go look. We had a big forest fire in the Adirondacks when I was a kid (big for around here, nothing like what happens out west), and after it had burned out my sister and I went hiking in this spot we liked a lot. There's this big piece of granite plunked down in the middle of a clearing that we always called the "Ship Rock" (looked like the prow of a ship. We weren't all that creative sometimes), and the fire had burned up all the trees and bushes and leaves on the ground all around it, up to within about thirty feet of the rock. And all around it, inside that 30' radius, there were only a few wee crispy spots. We could never figure out why, officially, but as kiddies raised on Wagner, you can guess what we thought.
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Last night there was a wonderful actual ring of fire on the hills north of me, and I confess if it had been closer I might have tried to hike in and see if I could rescue Bruenhilde.
That sounds really neat (ignoring the horrible destruction part for a minute). Perspective is everything, you're right, but I would have been mightly (stupidly) tampted to go look. We had a big forest fire in the Adirondacks when I was a kid (big for around here, nothing like what happens out west), and after it had burned out my sister and I went hiking in this spot we liked a lot. There's this big piece of granite plunked down in the middle of a clearing that we always called the "Ship Rock" (looked like the prow of a ship. We weren't all that creative sometimes), and the fire had burned up all the trees and bushes and leaves on the ground all around it, up to within about thirty feet of the rock. And all around it, inside that 30' radius, there were only a few wee crispy spots. We could never figure out why, officially, but as kiddies raised on Wagner, you can guess what we thought.