When all else fails and one can't come up with an idea for a post, a smiling donkey will make everyone happy. Hopefully....
I didn't realize it had been a week since I last posted.
After my last post you were concerned about the fires and now I'm concerned that I worried you.
I think the most important thing to know is that I don't live in a forest. There are no tall trees close together here. There are grass lands and juniper trees, which are spaced out. They will burn of course, but I could stand in the middle of my yard and they could burn without being a danger to me. Other than the smoke, which would be a huge problem for my lungs. And with wind, my house could burn down.
This is real and it is dangerous, but it's nothing like you see on TV, the large forests burning, with a long way to drive to escape.
You may remember that I have to clear all weeds for 100 feet around my house by June 1 each year. Once cleared, nothing will grow back until the following year. So I'm surrounded by dirt, not the prettiest, but the safest.
The little towns that are located in the middle of these large forests in California are adorable, of that I'm sure, but with climate change and the increase in fires it has brought, living there is becoming so very dangerous.
And I'm sorry that I worried you. Up and down the West Coast, there will be smoke from the large fires. I heard that the smoke can travel 1,000 miles. And it's dangerous to breathe, so one has to stay indoors as much as possible.
For now, I'm worried about Sally and my relatives in New Orleans. There's always something with the weather this time of year.
