Sunrises are scary?

I woke up this morning, opened the blinds, and noticed a different hue in the sky. My first thought was, “Is it smoke?” — even though it’s fall. It struck me how much my perspective has shifted over the years. After repeated summers of wildfires, I’ve become conditioned to associate an unusual colour in the sky with smoke and the possibility of another wildfire. It’s a sobering reminder of how climate change and the experiences we’ve lived through can reshape even our most instinctive reactions to the world around us.