"MacroDay" sounds a lot less threatening than "Hoping the Fire Doesn't Burn Down Our Town Day."
The smoke is so thick from the nearby fires that the air resembles pea soup fog. Ash is falling. We stay inside in an air conditioned house so that we can breathe. The fires are only a half-hour drive away. It's bad. Dale and I have our "go bags" packed, should we need them, unlikely as it may be. The fire would need to eat through two biggish towns, Springfield and Eugene, before it got to our house.
So to distract myself, I watched a lot of YouTube videos today. This was one of the best.
Think good thoughts and mumble some prayers of protection for all of us, OK?
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