I know. This is supposed to be a post on Louisiana. Bear with me. It's coming, next time around. But for now the mood here in the East Bay is prickly and can't be ignored. Wildfires rage on throughout California. Pungent smoke hangs in the dry air. On my walk along the Iron Horse Trail yesterday afternoon, I kept blinking away the sting. A disorienting, Christmas-like fragrance hit my nose. Broken redwood branches and brittle pine needles blanketed the path. Add to that our intermittent power outages. Has there ever been a more eerie Halloween season?
Our Cheap Clothing: Trick or Treat?
Our Cheap Clothing: Trick or Treat?
Our Cheap Clothing: Trick or Treat?
I know. This is supposed to be a post on Louisiana. Bear with me. It's coming, next time around. But for now the mood here in the East Bay is prickly and can't be ignored. Wildfires rage on throughout California. Pungent smoke hangs in the dry air. On my walk along the Iron Horse Trail yesterday afternoon, I kept blinking away the sting. A disorienting, Christmas-like fragrance hit my nose. Broken redwood branches and brittle pine needles blanketed the path. Add to that our intermittent power outages. Has there ever been a more eerie Halloween season?