The fires are burning in Central Washington but as anyone in the Seattle area will be glad to tell you, the air is full of ash and it’s all over the cars ( hey it’s also in our lungs but it’s all about priorities I guess ).
My dog, Hamish Macbeth, made no effort to ask to go out this morning(!) and when we did get out he spent most of his time asking to walk under trees and next to bushes and if he had to jump up a four foot wall to get near them, he did.
He didn’t want to be out in the open and he made that very clear to me.
I didn’t get why he was acting a bit strange because it was dark and I couldn’t see how much smoke and ash was in the air.
Because I followed Hamish Macbeth, I didn’t smell the smoke and we were covered by trees for most of our walk so for awhile I got to avoid the ash.
Lesson here is: listen to your dog when they insist on something.
When the Sun came up, we could see the Sun and the sky was/still is a weird orange color.
The freakiest thing- the shadows look orange too:
Here’s to living in a strange looking world.
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Hamish knows. I once awoke to weird orange light coming through my window that turned out to be a small fire in my neighbor’s wooded back yard. It was scary as hell, but contained quickly by the local fire dept. It was just a fraction of a fraction of what it must be like out West now. I send wishes of gentle, soaking rains your way.
I am familiar with smoke-light. It’s freaky. And Hamish is a brilliant, insightful creature.
Your dog’s name is Hamish Macbeth…. nice!👌
Wow… interesting!