Sunday, November 16, 2008

A Strange Day

The ashes are so plentiful that you can look directly at the sun with no ill effects. The resulting light is a strange, yellowish hue that reminds me of the light during tornados in Kansas City, MO, all those years ago.

There is no wind here; the very tops of the trees move a little bit, but nothing else.

The neighborhood is strangely silent for a weekend. The garage band (it truly is one) is not practicing; even the dogs on their walk-abouts aren't barking.

The only siren I've heard all day was the noon siren from Hermosa Beach's fire station.

Very strange, almost a solemn feel all around. God bless and protect the fire fighters especially.

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