I cannot begin to describe the dread in which I witnessed the smoke pouring from the valley west of Coronado National Park this afternoon. I first noticed it at a cleaning job, refused to believe my eyes, but watched in horror as it rose thicker and faster as the day wore on. Cochise County Sheriff’s Dept. reports it started on the Mexican side and quickly jumped the border. The US Forest Service based at Ft. Huachuca has already dispatched air tankers with fire retardant. You can still see great white accumulations of the last year’s slurry all over the mountains—it looks like snow but doesn’t go away.
Last year’s Monument Fire (fully reported, see June 2011 archives on this site) burned 30,000 acres along with homes, businesses, and historical buildings before masses of firefighters were able to contain it. It took a month.
On top of this, the Great Reconciliation I recently enjoyed with a family member has fallen flat on its face. I came home today to a true-colors email I should have expected. When oh when will I learn to trust my instincts, as I have been doing all my life. If something sounds too good to be true, you can be sure it isn’t.
If anybody who lives thousands of miles from here sends me any nasty comments claiming it was “lightning” that started this fire (like they did last year), I will personally wring your clueless necks, right here. Until investigators can assess this fire, no attempts to ascertain its cause will be tolerated here.
Guess I picked the wrong day to quit smoking.