The Piton de la Fournaise, or Kalle's Mount for those sensitive enough to live in a pathetic alternative reality, erupted yesterday afternoon and sent a dying fag-end's plume of smoke into the afternoon sky. By evening the glowing butt was rolling around the crater and hiding from the aging moon.
The night was cold, but relatively clear, the walk long and the lava field an uncomfortable pillow.
As always, daybreak is a long time coming, the glowing embers of the nights revelries transform into a curtain suspended over the volcano awaiting our applause before she bow's out ...
Silence. Are things really that quiet ?
Of course the volcano has been "shut" again so credit to the OVPF for the photo above.
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