Friday, October 13, 2017

The Smell of Smoke (part 1)

The smell of smoke was in the air. Strong, like sitting around a campfire, but the smoke haze in the air had no obvious source. I thought back to the plume of smoke we’d seen from the highway on the way home from the south Bay earlier in the day. Not that we’d agreed that it was smoke, but I’d thought it was smoke.

Still, as far as I could tell, there was nothing to see...

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  1. I hope that you escape unscathed. I've been watching the destruction on the news here in Utah. So sad. My thoughts are with you.

  2. That must have been terrifying. I wouldn't have been able to fall back asleep either. I really hope that you and your family and everyone else out there is all right.

  3. Eeek. Please don't tell me you're caught in that inferno.

    When I smelled smoke, the first thing I did was to question where the fire was. And then find out. Because it's October in California. (We've only had Canyon Fire 2. You guys up north are really getting pounded.)

    Stay safe.

    1. Liz: It depends on what you mean by "caught in," I suppose.

  4. Be safe.

    I didn't realize you were in Santa Rosa. I have actually been there, sung there on a college choir tour. Such a beautiful part of the world.

  5. Since Andrew hasn't posted to confirm yet, yes, we are fine at our household. We know many people who lost their homes, and there are many treasured places here which are irrevocably changed by the fire. It's hard, and it's a real trauma to the entire North Bay region. Worst wildfire damage-wise in California history.

  6. Oh my goodness, I am so far removed from the situation that I didn't realise this was a current true story until I got to the comments section!

    Hoping that the fires settle down soon, that type of destruction is so devastating. Stay safe! :(