Small, gritty ashes are falling from the not-so-friendly skies--but they are ashes, not burning embers.
The closest fire is in Irvine, which is alarmingly close to where we dwell.
But so far (
But, yes, we are packed and ready to run if so instructed.
Found this today while looking through the archives for things to take in an emergency.
I think it was for my first entry in "The Frying Pan" which was a professional apazine organized by Scott McCloud in the '80s.
Apazine....sounds so quaint and archaic in today's interconnected world, doesn't it?
3 comments:
Hey, I know that eye.
Good catch, Bob.
Right you are!
I am glad to see, through the smoke and fires, that you and yours are doing well and will keep fingers and all crossed that it remains so!
D/C inLA
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