Enough of that. On with the day. A day where I can smell smoke once again. On Monday evening, as we were driving back home, and from our vantage point on Road 24, we had a panoramic view of the north valley and the pall of smoke that hung above us. There was just a sliver of blue sky where the fires from the east and the west had not yet covered us with their smoke. And judging from the odor, that smoky ceiling is still with us. But, with high temperatures forecast, I feel like I need to get some cool morning air in the house.
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