Dear Smoke,

Dear forest fire smoke,

I know you were started by Mother Nature, with lighting, one of my favorite things.
BUT this smoke has outstayed its welcome in my lungs.
It's dangerous to walk and especially hazardous to drive.
Your causing our sunsets (and moon rises) to be blood red, like the polluted sunsets I remember from industrial cities in China.
I ask you please leave us be this weekend and the rest of the summer.

Your pal,
Ann Marie