The fires are really bad. The air here is terrible. I have been on “prepare to evacuate” standby all day.
But I am planning on heading to Venice soon to get some clean air. I have been away form home so much, I REALLY wanted to hunker down and be productive…but priorities change.
I’ve packed my hard drives, about a hundred mini DV tapes, toiletries, and some clothes.
Just dropped a 3-day fish feeder in the tank. Good luck, San Diego.
a pink feather has become a significant symbol from me. Part Richard Bach’s “Illusions.” Part Grandpa Caleb Wings. Part Hugmobile Hope. (pic from SD Decom)