Last weekend, we staged our critical belongings in the garage and waited. All week, we watched the news and alerts and waited. During the week, we could see the fires at night.
This morning, we woke and thought we were in the clear – we could put things away and get back to normal.
Not so much.
Right now, we’re under evacuation warning and watching the news online. There’s an info board at the entrance to our neighborhood.
This is what it looks like outside our house right now:
The marine layer (low fog that forms over the ocean and rolls onto land) is mixed with the smoke and ash from the fires to create this weird fog. Maybe we should call this fosh (fog-ash)?
I’m listening to the firefighting helicopters buzz over our home.
We’re semi-packed. The kitties are inside – bored and cranky. I’m watching my neighbors drag their boats and extra cars out of the neighborhood to park them … who knows where?
Now, I’m going to get some work done and maybe watch a movie and knit. Nothing to do now but wait.