Lurid

The sunsets are murky and disturbing these days.  Droughtland is burning down. The snowpack last winter was one-third of normal, whatever “normal” is these days, and the forest fires have already started.  A fire— “one hundred percent uncontained” —is raging in Ute Park in the north of New Mexico, and other fires blaze here and there.  The other day a helicopter spent a day practicing hauling up water from the Rio Grande and dumping it on targets. Smoke obscures my view of the mountains, and...