We spent Saturday out in the backyard prepping the back retaining wall for plants (blog post forthcoming). Thankfully the back retaining wall is mostly covered in afternoon shade, but I was still drenched with sweat and drinking water like a desert traveler.
As I took a quick break to rehydrate, I gazed over the valley and saw a huge plume of smoke off in the distance. The Renaissance Man was running our mini rototiller and I quickly got his attention and got him to kill the motor. Pointing just to the right of Jefferson Mountain and our neighbors TV antenna, I asked “Do you think that’s a fire?”
For those of you that don’t know, The Renaissance Man was a wild land firefighter for almost a decade. He’s my go-to for identifying big plumes of smoke in the distance.
