Ahh, San Diego... The running joke you hear when you move to Southern California is that we have two seasons: dry and fire. Unfortunately, we have entered the latter.
Maybe its the proximity to Halloween, but its just spooky out there. Large fires burning east of here fill the air with smoke, so the sun and moon have a blood red tinge. The hot desert winds, called Santa Anas, are fanning the flames and howling through the inland valleys. Our temps are expected to be in the 90's with less than 5 per cent humidity. Not good!
When I was a kid I read a story by John Steinbeck about how a community went kind of nutty during a Santa Ana storm. Now I can understand why. Please say a prayer for SoCal, and especially the brave men and women who will be battling these blazes.
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i'm saying a prayer
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