I still can't see any smoke from Arrowhead, despite being relatively close. Maybe it's because this damned wind is blowing it away?
It must all be hanging around where we are, as the brown-orange cloud has just settled on the mountains here. Almost no winds at all, which is good for fighting the fires. Tough to breathe; guess I'll have to cancel my marathon training this week. I know I'll be cleaning out the ashes for a while, but that's better than having nothing to clean out at all. Prayers and thoughts to those in more danger.
From Star Wars Episode VII: the Broadway Edition... FN and the Amazing Technically-Poe's Dream Jacket.