Relative Something

The smoke from Canadian forest fires played havoc on both breathing and visibility yesterday. It also led to orange spots on the land.

Cyndie provided these wonderful shots of the way the sunlight looked as it speckled its way through leafy branches to reach the ground below:

I’m up at the lake for the annual “Golf Weekend” hosted by Cyndie’s brothers, Steve and Ben. I don’t golf, but I provide bicycling companionship to any of the guys who opt out of the afternoon tee times to do some trail riding in the woods.

We are hoping for less smoke today, even though it can make interesting design patterns when it filters the sunlight.

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