Things are done differently here than anything we have ever seen.
We were driving home and saw smoke in the direction of our house but didn't hear any sirens.
The Farmers were out burning the fields right next to our house.
It was a little freaky but very controlled.
We felt reassured that they wouldn't be burning the field directly behind our house.
I think the vinyl fencing would melt.
Not a good thing.
So now at night when the air gets damp and heavy,
it smells like burnt straw.