Fire season is obviously here when you can’t see Cabezon in the morning.
It is 60 miles west of me, across the Rio Grande. Usually it is a clear landmark, the most visible among the Rio Puerco volcanic necks.
I am staying inside instead of taking my usual early walk with Cowboy. There’s even a health alert. I am one county north of Albuquerque and Bernalillo County but here is the advice from the big city 15 miles down the river. “Those with respiratory conditions in the City of Albuquerque and Bernalillo County should limit outdoor activity.” I think I am seeing the same stuff they are seeing down south.
I escaped from the Bay Area in 1971 after climbing to the top of a tennis stadium in Berkeley to catch a glimpse of the sunset but seeing everything obscured by smog.
Health experts might not care, but I feel a little better that the gray horizon in my view this morning is wood smoke and not crud from cars. Then again, I guess it all goes full circle.
Fire and smoke map, June 7, 2021, from https://www.airnow.gov/fires/
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