I came out of the hangar on my way home at just the perfect time. The sun was just hovering on the horizon, blood red through layer after layer of smoke.
While the worst of the smoke (for the moment) isn’t hitting where we live, the smoke from the past several days of fires has been blown out over the ocean, where a lot of it is lingering. You can see different strata of smoke across the horizon.
It’s beautiful, in a horrific sort of way.