smoked

 …more like “Of smoky climes and smoggy skies”. Let us hope for the best and pray for our frontline firemen who are doing their utmost to control the wildfires in North America. Staying indoors is probably the most pragmatic thing to do. I have been looking at real-time media posts about the status of the air—that thing that is crucial to our survival yet we always take for granted. I thought of that line from Lord Byron’s poem above. I initially couldn’t remember the exact title nor the context of the poem, but I remember that line because I made a tune out of it in the past. For a high school project? During high school when I was bored?…I forgot. But “🎶of cloudless climes and starry skies…” was imprinted in my memory. Wishing for less eerie climes, for sure.

Closing this post with The Platters’ “Smoke gets in your eyes” 😄