Thanks, Canada... We Didn't Order the Smoked Michigan Package

 

I walked outside the other day, looked toward the sky, and thought, "Either someone is having the world's biggest bonfire... or Canada has the grill turned up again."

Turns out it was wildfire smoke.

Living in Michigan, you usually expect to see blue skies, a few clouds, and maybe a seagull trying to steal someone's lunch. Instead, everything looked like someone had turned the world's brightness down to 40%. Even looking toward Detroit, the skyline was hiding behind a smoky haze like it was playing hide-and-seek.

Then came the smell.

That unmistakable campfire smell drifted through the air. The only problem? There wasn't a campfire, no marshmallows, no hot dogs, and definitely no chair to sit around. It was like Mother Nature invited everyone to a campfire... but forgot to tell us where it was.

The strange part is how your brain reacts. You walk outside and immediately start sniffing around.

"Is that my neighbor?"

"No."

"Did I leave the grill on?"

"No."

"Did I accidentally set something on fire?"

"Nope... it's just 500 miles away."

It's amazing that smoke can travel hundreds of miles. I can barely get a pizza delivered on time, but smoke somehow says, "Don't worry, Michigan. I'll be there shortly."

The weather report has become just as entertaining.

"Today's forecast: Mostly sunny... with a chance of looking like you're inside an old Western movie."

Visibility? Questionable.

Fresh air? We'll circle back later.

The good news is the sunsets have been pretty impressive. The bad news is I'd prefer they weren't sponsored by wildfire smoke.

Hopefully, the firefighters battling these fires get the weather they need to bring everything under control soon. Until then, I'll keep checking outside every morning to see if it's a beautiful summer day... or if someone accidentally left Canada on the "smoke" setting again.

If you see me outside wearing sunglasses, it's not because it's sunny. It's because I'm trying to convince myself I can actually see the horizon.

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