The fire in Big Sur causes an eerie sunset on Summit. This is the view from our terrace earlier this week. All this week, smoke is blowing all over the Santa Cruz Mountains reminding us of the loss that hits our neighbors. The smoke in the air directly impacts both my and Mr. Wild Dingo's health, as we find ourselves moving very slow and feeling more fatigue than usual. But nothing compares to the 40,000 acres, 70 structures and the death of one fire fighter. I have no more words for this. Just sadness.
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