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fufarawAfter a couple of *weeks* of smoky air and haze, today I'm getting my first whiff of actual burning stuff, and ewwww. Poor people who've been in it all this time.
It's supposed to rain tomorrow or the next day, and wash a lot of particulates out of the air. That'll be nice. And drop the high temps ten degrees F or more. That'll be even nicer. If we hadn't moved, if I'd been stuck in NC all this time, I'm sure I'd be dead by now. If not from the climate, then from politics. Oddly, there's lots of NC history and landscape I do miss--most of which is either altered or gone, in rational perspective. Can't forget the view from Mt. Mitchell, though. Or starlings in an autumn dusk from a third-story classroom window at Salem.
Important to remember these things are brighter, softer, happier, in the light of nostalgia than they would be in the harsh light of present reality.
Come onnnn, rain!
It's supposed to rain tomorrow or the next day, and wash a lot of particulates out of the air. That'll be nice. And drop the high temps ten degrees F or more. That'll be even nicer. If we hadn't moved, if I'd been stuck in NC all this time, I'm sure I'd be dead by now. If not from the climate, then from politics. Oddly, there's lots of NC history and landscape I do miss--most of which is either altered or gone, in rational perspective. Can't forget the view from Mt. Mitchell, though. Or starlings in an autumn dusk from a third-story classroom window at Salem.
Important to remember these things are brighter, softer, happier, in the light of nostalgia than they would be in the harsh light of present reality.
Come onnnn, rain!
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