Carolina on Fire. Code Red.

Woke up this morning and smelled smoke. Smells like burnt microwave popcorn. But I don't have a microwave. And, it doesn't take much to trip the building fire alarm (It seems to go off with annoying frequency at annoying hours for no apparent reason).

Wildfires from the West. And the wind has changed. And now it smells like smoke. Just like the tobacco days, I guess.

In college, it used to smell like Malt-o-Meal (there was a factory) or the turkey farm.