Embouteillages
“There was just honking on my back corner. Honking!”
It’s hazy here today. Smoke from Canadian wildfires has blown into town, and I can smell it in the air. It gives light a more yellow tint than usual, different from a cloudy day. It’s been cloudy here the last few days, and that’s just gray. This is different.
The birds are freaking out, like they do. Not to impose emotional states on them. They’re send…
