Ugh… another fire in Colorado. That makes 12 in the state? I’ve lost count. But this one hits really close to home.
Flagstaff Mountain holds a special place in my heart, as this is where we got married and had our reception at the Flagstaff House restaurant. I used to drive up flagstaff mountain in high school when I
skipped class had extended lunch breaks and enjoyed a peaceful sunny afternoon at the top overlooking Boulder. Now the mountain is up in flames after a brief storm and the area right below is on a pre-evacuation notice.
Even from our house, we can smell the smoke.
It smells like a campfire, and not in a good way.