Which of course, the smoke rolled into the valley this afternoon just as I was getting off from work. With the haze from the sun, this afternoon looked and smelled like everyone in my neighborhood had a campfire going and I'm not looking forward to seeing the ash covering my car tomorrow morning. The street lights give off an eerie glow with the haze swirling around, much like when the fog rolls in during the fall and winter months.
Speaking of cooler weather, there's a slim chance after Wednesday that we'll get some cooling temperatures. In all the years that I've lived here in Oregon, not once have I ever prayed and wished so hard for the fall to come early to our region.
From late June until now, we've had so many triple digits days on end that everything around here is suffering! Gardens, livestock, flowers, lawns and for what it's worth I have very seriously contemplated ripping out my yard and just going straight garden beds. Or just a thought, letting everything grow really tall and charging admission for "Safaris" in my yard. It seemed like a great idea until Left-Brain bought a new lawn mower for me, after that I decided I like being able to not see my neighbors feral cats tearing up my flowerbeds looking for a spot to "make a deposit."