Smoke Gets in Your Eyes

Evacuation orders & warnings for Arnold & Murphys California have been eased. Northern California is on fire in every direction around us, and this morning we woke up to smoke so thick we cannot see the sun. We know it is shinning up above the smoke because where it comes in our windows, it is orange.

The patches of orange inside and outside are disturbing. They make me think I am seeing reflections from fire. I have to remind myself that I am seeing reflections from the particles floating in the air.

Even the forest animals are sheltering in place. It’s been a week since we watched deer (or rabbits, turkeys, foxes, etc.) grazing in the forest. Our dog has become skittish and anxious. She dashes around the house, then stops in her tracks and stares at us, as if to ask, “Why are we still here?”

Out of the corner of your eye you notice something floating down from the sky. You wish it were snow, however, it is ash. It blankets the ground and everything on it. It gets into the house even when the windows are shut. It covers my car that is parked in the garage. I try not to dwell on the fact that we are breathing this crud. I am back on my asthma medication and I need a refill. My voice is getting deep and raspy. Not in a sensual way, mind you, but more likely to frighten little kids.

I count my blessings every day that my house will be a pain to clean and my car is filthy. My house remains intact and I still have a car to run errands (like going to the pharmacy.) Those two things are major up here and many have lost them. We have power today, so I can communicate by phone, text, this blog.

I have so many things on my indoor to-do list that I can work on, a couple quilts in the works and a crochet project to learn. My office, kitchen & cupboards need organizing badly. My fault for tossing things willy-nilly into places they should go in a haphazard way, to “get to later”. Later is now. I am a homebody at heart, so I feel right in my element. My problem is what to do first?

Don’t Worry – It’s Dead

Some days life up here in the mountains is exciting. Too exciting…
Hubby: “Come outside, I need to show you something.”
Me: “Okay.”
Hubby: “It’s over here”
Me: “What is it?”
Hubby: “Don’t worry, it’s dead.”
Me: “What!?”  Hubby likes to tell me crap like that just to shake me up.
Hubby: “You need to see this.”
Hubby’s Friend: “It’s really bad. But don’t worry, it’s dead.”
Hubby: “You need to see this so you know what to watch out for.”

That was not good. I didn’t want to lean over the short wall to see a dead whatever-it-was. But I did.

A headless Diamond-back Rattlesnake was still twitching.

RattleSnake
Hubby took a picture for posterity

We have never seen a snake before today. Our neighbor said that he’s lived up here for 25 years and never seen one.

I sure hope this snake was lost.

♥  TTFN  ♥

 

More Things I’ve Learned About Mountain Living

My education continues, along with NaNoWriMo avoidance… (3,630 words so far – I broke my rule about reading/editing  it before December and decreased my count by 780.)  Sigh.  I have NOT given up writing – just reading 😉

There is something suspicious about winter. People ask me “will this be your first winter up here?”  When I reply “Yes”, they smile and nod, then change the subject. I have seriously begun to stock my pantry.

Dramamine is my new best friend. Everywhere we go there is a nauseatingly twisted road to get there.

Retire as soon as you possibly can!! Knitting, in your pj’s, sipping hot coffee, by a blazing wood-burning stove, is heavenly. Especially so on a business day morning  😉

Just when you think I thought winter arrived, we have 80 degree temperatures for the next 3 weeks.

A snow frosted forest is magical. See a Video Clip taken on Oct 22nd, 2012

I still have a constant sinus headache. I’m going to start vaporizing myself. During nap-time.