Category: Mount Lemmon Fire

I’m at poolside now, late into dusk. In the distance an immense cloud is above the Catalinas. It’s as if a big fist gave a shiner to the sky. A covey of birds, new to me, strut linearly about the pool, mother and chicks. Offbeat bird sounds punctuate the lambent…

Last night at the Vistoso Commerce loop exit on to Oracle Road, I stopped the car and put off the lights. Dozens of small fires crept down the ridges of the Catalinas. It seemed a fitting salute to the July Fourth Holiday several days away. This morning the gullies and…

There’s a haze along the ridge, Pusch Ridge, as they call it after an early settler of Oro Valley. Small plumes of smoke sully the slopes for a few miles like a sulphuric mountain acne. The heat of the day compounds all this, so that the light itself seems to have…

To be free to agonize is better to me than not to be free, enjoying all the conditional glut a market economy can afford. Flick on the tube, stand 20 paces away, fine tune your mind and what do you behold: pollution. I was in Target the other night browsing…