Firefighting Practice, Westerly

It's a rare day that I don't get outside, camera in hand, to walk and chronicle at least one facet of the natural world, but today was one of those rarities. I can't even put my finger on why... there was just too much busy-ness to deal with, and by late afternoon, it was apparent that I was very likely going to have to write about a recent picture, not one taken on this date. I don't like doing that, but, by chance, I was driving to yet another errand when I noticed an amazing amount of mist in the air. That was certainly strange, for the sky was crystal clear. As I reached the store, I discovered the reason for the unnatural haze: the local firefighters were hard at work. However, there was no fire to put out, no lives to save. Rather, they were honing their skills—a boon for the community, and, though it's hardly the kind of image I usually post in this chronicle, a boon for me. I love the way the light plays on the water and how luck was definitely on my side. There are worse things than serendipity.