Each year California literally goes up in smoke and is ravaged by wildfires. I’ve lived on the Californian border for many years, but I don’t recall it ever being so bad like it has been over the last two years. I don’t remember the air quality index to ever reach the highest recording at 500 which is hazardous. Until now. By now the blue sky has turned a dark gray, thick mess with Lee’s than a quarter mile visibility. The mountains have disappeared and the sun is hanging a fiery red in the sky. Many have some sort of problem, from burning eyes, trouble breathing, scratchy throats and much more. Even Cinnamon seems to show signs of struggle although we are not outside and are trying to entertain the pooch in small confines. Thank goodness for a stuffed marrowbone.
The Dixie fire started too close to home for me and is threatening endless structures while wiping out entire towns. It has grown to 446,723 acres and is only 21% contained. It has become California’s 3rd largest fire in history so far and will perhaps set a new record. It’s hard to see the good in the devastation, people losing everything, precious animals burning alive and beautiful landscapes such as National Parks disappearing to never be the same in our lifetime. What used to be an occasional scare distant, never too close to home, has turned into a definite and just a matter of time before you will become the target of these super fires, these monsters that are capable to produce their own fire-nado’s and spread at dizzying speeds. It has turned into a constant fear. A fear of threatening weather and human error such as campfires not being dead out. The margin has become too large to invest in the future and build a custom tiny abode here. I had my eyes on a beautiful piece of property for sale, high up, surrounded by mountains with a killer view, but the risk is just too great. I pray that the brave firefighters who fight this monster and don’t even know if their own houses are still standing, gain control of the fire very soon. Blessed be…🙏🏼