When I walk outside later in the day at the moment I can smell the fires. I can smell the burning wood and my memory immediately makes me feel the warmth the fireplaces must be giving inside our neighbors’ houses. I wish we would have a fireplace too. Nothing better than coming home from a winter day spent outside, being cold and then lighting a fire and sit there, listen to the cracking sound of the burning wood and warming slowly up. Silvain Landry chose this weeks photo challenge task Fire in the right moment. Only thinking about a nice fireplace or a beautiful campfire makes me feel warmer right away.
… That a candle flame typically burns at around 1000 degrees Celcius (1800 Fahrenheit), whereas the Dicyanoacetylene, a compound of carbon and nitrogen with chemical formula C4N2 burns in oxygen with a bright blue-white flame at a temperature of 5260 K (4986.85 °C, 9008.33 °F), and at up to 6000 K in ozone.
Every summer we have some pretty bad bush fires here in Australia. Fortunately we were never close enough to be able to capture pictures. It would freak me out to be honest. A couple of years ago it got really bad and many people lost their homes and way too many their lives. I admire the ones who returned back home to build up again but on the other side I also don’t understand why you would take the risk again. But I guess you’d always return to the place you call home…
Anyway… here are my two versions of a Wildfire. One from Switzerland and one from Down Under. They’re pretty tame ones, under control and for sure not big enough to be called a Wildfires. But in both cases it was a fire and it was in the “Wild” and that makes it a Wildfire, right 😉
Inspired by the OWPC by Jennifer Nichole Wells – Wildfire
Oh so many meanings for the word “hot”… or at least we use the word hot to describe so many things. Actually we can use for all our senses. A tune can be ‘hot’, a meal can definitely taste ‘hot’ maybe even smell ‘hot’, someone can look ‘hot’ and something can definitely feel ‘hot’.
Earth and sky, woods and field, lakes and rivers, the mountain and the sea, are excellent schoolmasters, and teach some of us more than we can ever learn from books. – John Lubbock