I originally started this blog to promote my novel, Post Rock Limestone Caryatids. Now I write essays and poetry about everything, including the Flint Hills, healing, parenting, etc. WARNING: emotional content, sometimes intense. Read at own risk of feeling.
More Prairie Burning
by Rachel Creager Ireland
I promised you some pictures of burning prairie, and here they are. I couldn’t get as close as I wanted, without going into privately owned pastures. From the road I did get some dramatic flames and some blackened ground and some distance shots of black and smoking horizons. Maybe next year I’ll talk to some ranchers and get out in their pastures when they’re burning.
They didn’t appear to be bothered.
I’ll confess it was a bit scary watching the flames reach over the road, but the ranchers didn’t seem to be worried in the least.
A water truck was nearby, and stopped the flames before they grew out of control.
People shouldn’t have to be told, but they do: Don’t drive into thick smoke!