Sometimes in October, the woods around us looks like it is burning.
It's morning, the yard is in deep shadow from the house, and rays of sun only hit the tops of the trees, setting them afire. Thick, smoky looking clouds hang above.
I expect to smell smoke and hear sirens, but a walk down the driveway is made in calm, still, chilly air. It only lasts about 20 minutes, and then the sun rises higher and lights up everything, not just the treeline, and then the forest fire is under control.