Burning pines

So

Woke up to the smell of burning pines in the morning and an unnatural light glowing over Athens as the sunlight filtered through layers of different sized ashes held in suspension in the air.

Snowfall-like the ash was being wafted on the same breeze which further to the west was fanning the flames and sending the ash coming our way.

We cannot see the damage, the smoke is too thick to see the mountain.