fires

Yesterday, here in Vancouver, the fires in Western Washington blanketed the entire city in ~~200 AQI smoke, strong enough to clog our noses and make us sneeze. Within eight hours it was all gone, but it was ugly for a while. Further south, the tales of horror continue; a woman taking her father’s chef knives but leaving the Singer treadle machine that is her last physical tie with the grandmother who gave it to her; trails of ash twining along the road in the wind; apocalyptic skies, lightning storms that hail ash; and death, death, death to the animals and pets and forests.

Temperatures in the American southern border states have been crushingly high for most of this week so far. I’m picturing that within ten years it will be too hot to live without air conditioning there for a couple of months of the year and so the second great northern migration will occur. Lots of changes coming!

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Born 1958. Not dead yet.

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