We live across the street from a small nature preserve and I suppose they were doing a controlled burn to keep the undergrowth under control. It must have been a really subtle burn because I never saw/smelled any smoke.A few weeks later I stepped outside of my apartment and immediately sensed the faint hint of smoke in the air. Then I rolled on over to North Campus:
This was a really large-scale burning project - they must have burned twenty or more acres. Curious, I got out of my car to have a look. I was amazed at how controlled the fire was - it politely burned away the undergrowth, left the big trees alone, and stopped burning in a neat line when it got to the grass:
There was something really mysterious and romantic about seeing familiar North Campus locations shrouded in smoke.
At first it seemed like no one was tending the fire, but then I walked over a block and saw these guys: 
I had fun taking all these pictures, even though I spent the rest of the day smelling like a campfire.
2 comments:
I thought prescribed burn meant someone was going to insult you. Like one guy would say, "nice shirt, moron!" And another guy would go, "buuuuuuuuurn!"
Ha! Oh, E. Brian, I think smelling like a campfire is a great thing!! Ah, summer memories. You should've walked over with a squirt bottle or something and acted like you were supposed to be there. :)
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