Friday, February 13, 2009


There's a poisonous pink sunrise this morning - the sun's coming up behind the smoke that's spread across the sky from the Yarra Valley, a few miles away.
It's very still.
No wind is a good wind, right?
Usually when there are bushfires you hope for a change in the wind - this time we know that's a profoundly selfish hope, because these fires are so entangled around communities that one person's longed-for wind change is another's deepest dread.
Healesville is back on high alert. Yarck is just in purgatory. Like so many others.
And so it goes on...

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