Post #1078 • October 24, 2007, 4:50 PM • 12 Comments
New at The Moon Fell On Me.
I drove down the Pacific Coast Highway coming back from work. The sea and the sky look like someone dumped an ashtray into a glass of milk. The sun shone through a blanket of smoke, casting an orange sunrise light all day long. Ash fell like a light and cheerless snow. But we are fine. The closest fires are 28 miles away, the temperature will drop ten to fifteen degrees tonight, and the air is holding still.