Saturday November 10th 2018, 1:25 pm
Filed under: Life
Filed under: Life
Up, north, and eastward… You know how the horizon forms a pink line across the top when you’re in the air at sunset?
Except it wasn’t sunset. And it wasn’t on the horizon: it was redder, and in the center of the smokey air that looked like clouds smudged with dirt. It took me a little while studying it to be sure: I was seeing the Camp fire from about 27,000 feet up. It was an eerie feeling to know what was going on below as I said a prayer for those in its path.
An hour or so later the view below was clearer and there was a normal skyscape sunset.
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Prayers from here too – we don’t get as much detail, but what I’ve heard/seen is simply devastating.
Chris S in Canada
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