First there's fire
Then there's smoke.
Then there's ash.

This is the result,
Thankfully, no injuries.

According to multiple rumors,
The homeowner was working on his classic car.
When a spark ignited a nearby combustible fluid.
Which Ignited gunpowder stored in the garage.

Today, as I drove by in my golf cart,
I was struck by the strong smell of smoke,
Lingering, now, three weeks later.

My walk toward the house,
Stirred up tissue paper-like ash,
A few pieces landing on my shoulders.

I snapped a couple of images from a distance,
Then, I had an overwhelming urge to get away.
Like, a virus lurked there ready to attack me.