It’s fire season in the west, but we’ve been pretty lucky in southwest Montana until recently. A fire about 30 miles from our house, combined with all those further upwind have filled the skies the last few days. Even inside the house it smells like a campfire at times, and the Bridger Mountains which we can usually see quite clearly in this view from our house are all but invisible in this photo. Temperatures are actually quite mild, yet the presence of the smoke makes the weather feel oppressive. Stunning red sunsets and sunrises don’t quite make up for it. Still we’re thankful that all we have to deal with is the smoke–for now anyway.