Like baking in a slow roast smoker around here.
Sky is all rosey-yellow, sun's a red ball, there's even a bit of fine ash falling.
Stinging eyes, raw throats, swamp coolers offline.
Streetlights came on like 2 hours early this evening, kids are a bit unsettled.
And the Wallow Fire is some 200miles away.
Weird, I mean really End-Of-Days kinda weird.