Sunrise looks like sunset, with this much smoke in the air. Yesterday every smoke alarm in my building was wailing, and my phone, no longer under my control, said “fah-yer. fah-yer.fah-yer.fah-yer.” The view outside was orange and hazy, and for a short childish moment, I thought the entire world was on fire. Evacuation by one floor revealed a very sorry man with a burnt toast, rapidly fanning a the source alarm. The alarm soon stopped, and as it did all other alarms in the building ceased their screaming, but it still smells like smoke, and outside, it is hazy and orange colored.