Fire and the waiting game

Today, a reporter and myself went to go cover a machine shop fire. It was a big fire. Three or four fire departments came to put it out. I took many photographs of the fire and I figured I was done. The fire was mostly out, now white smoke was filling the sky. The reporter that was with me needed to talk to a fire chief. Sounds simple right? The fire chief he needed was still helping out with the fire. While waiting for him, my ears were getting cold. I decided to go talk to the Sheriff Deputy I knew at was at the scene. He said I could sit in the backseat and warm up. About 5 or 10 minutes later, I got out of the car and got more pictures of what was left of the shop. The reporter I was with still had no luck getting ahold of the fire chief. While the reporter was waiting I decided to play with my camera and take pictures of myself in the hubcap reflection of one of the pumper firetrucks. I thought the picture turned out alright. What a beautiful blue sky.