Smoke and fog makes for lots of smog… though I’m wishing it was more fog than smoke.
An eerie orange moon last night.
Helicopters with water buckets flying over our house.
Heading out to Cape Sebastian for a look around. The smog to the south very nearly blocks the view of the coast.
Looking north back at Cape Sebastian.
Smoky sky looking toward Pistol River. If it jumps the Pistol River there isn’t a whole lot left to stop it in our direction… other than favorable weather and brave firefighters.
The sun filtered through the smog…
The waves reflecting orange sparkles created by the smoggy sun.
The bridge over Pistol River (at the right) with Cape Sebastian in the distance.
Last, but not least, I passed one of the fire camps in Brookings. As if they didn’t breathe enough smoke while they worked to put it out. It looks like they get to inhale it while they sleep in their tents. I can’t begin to express the gratitude I feel for these folks who put their lives on the line to save us and our homes.
Showing gratitude is one of the simplest yet most powerful things humans can do for each other.
― Randy Pausch,