Lots of smoke in the neighbourhood tonight. Big fire on Eccles. I was coming home from dance class, (Tip: When you are instructed to move like a cat in dance class, do not try to move like your 3-legged cat. It hurts.), and walked into the smoke to take these pictures. I took a bunch of pictures and started think breathing dense smoke might not be healthy. Then somebody yelled at us gawkers, "you people, move out of the smoke!"
Drexel doesn't seem to like the way I smell now, but I got shots I like that remind me of Erin Robertson's paintings.