8 am, 4th day

It's hard to give a sense of what this week has been like around our sleepy little village. We have been fortunate to have nothing but smoke and soot. It is five days after the fire and it still smells like smoke and there is still grime everywhere. On the house, on the car, on the plants, in the house. It is truly surreal. I tried hard to get some good photos, but none really turned out too great. My photography teacher in high school, good 'ol Mr. Fitz always said the two hardest things to photograph are snow and smoke. I guess I should have listened a little better that day.