Whoopsie.
My Mom might have jumped the gun by a week, but today proved her right.
The air is acrid, like you just walked past the a burn pit, and the odor lingers in your nostrils. The sky is overcast and grim, and a gray haze rests over everything like a vast fog. It is legitimately more difficult to breathe. These pictures were taken at the height of the afternoon:
What's going on you ask, Future Reader?
Smoke from wildfires in Canada are enveloping the Midwestern US. A week or so ago they did the same to the East coast.
Smoke is better than being in the midst of dense wildfires, no argument there, and I hope for the safety of the people directly affected up there.
But man, how rude of our northern neighbor ;)
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