Daily Note
Every day, a photograph, a poem. I remember the poem I learned as a kid whenever we were headed to the lake or for fishing:
Red sky at night
Sailor’s delight;
Red sky in the morning
Sailor’s warning.
And pretty much, it told the truth. a nice blue sky, even if cloudy often was still a good day, but in the morning, the red told us to hold onto our hats– it was going to be windy or worse. Actually, in North Dakota, out on the prairie, it was always windy, but the red sky said, “really windy today.”
And today, it was certainly true: the clouds darkened, the wind blew, and the thunder rolled in. Luckily today, no more fires started, but yesterday, the lightening started five [5] fires! Fortunately, with our State’s Commissioner of Public Lands, Hilary Franz, at the help, she changed our wild fire strategy. When the fire’s start with the wind blowing, the full attack strategies come into play, including air power.
- Read the story [it’s climate change] in Crosscut: Epic Wildfires
- Wildfire Protection Strategic Plan
- “20-Year Forest Health Strategic Plan: Central and Eastern Washington“
And, because of the new direction, the fires were extinguished– with a lot of support, equipment, air power, and firefighters. Give them a thank you!
So, is it true– the little poem? The Library of Congress suggests it is: Have a look: Old Adage.
And so, a poem…
Poetry
Storm Ahead
The angry sky swirled its clouds
Sheri Edwards
around the morning sun
where shades of orange and red
announced, “Storm ahead.”
08.07.23 219.365.23
Poetry/Photography [See-Frame-Focus]
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