Yesterday was a beautiful, warm, sunny day. As I was doing some errands in town, I noticed that there was a huge cloud of smoke filling the sky. I am the number one source, worldwide, for news about Colindres in English. With this fame, comes responsibility. So I immediately stopped what I was doing and headed fearlessly towards the fire.
I got as close as I could without getting wet. It might look like a field of grass between me and the fire, but that’s the sound that fills up with water twice a day with the tide. The smoke was coming from a spot across the sound, near the neighboring town of Treto.
The people I spoke to on the street didn’t know anything about the fire. The most information I got was some eavesdropping I did while passing some housewives gossiping in the shade of a tree.
“This morning, at 9:00, the smoke was blowing in the other direction, but then the northeaster came up and it started blowing right at Treto. I swear, with the factory and the smoke, the poor people of Treto won’t be able to open any windows at all today!”
I had already deduced the change of wind direction from the shape of the smoke cloud against the perfectly clear blue sky. But I did learn that the fire had been burning since at least 9:00.
I’d better go clear some space to put my Pulitzer…