It burns, ow!

That nasty storm that buffeted BC last week blew down an electrical cable in the back yard, singing a tree with crackly pink sparks. An enormous amount of blue smoke made it appear bigger than the minor nuisance it caused. The tree itself hardly suffered much and it's still there, on the edge of Highway 99 behind the house.

Speaking of pink flames, I'd rather find them in the fireplace for the sole purpose of keeping us warm and toasty till next April.