Gentle Readers . . . and Maxwell,
Perhaps you've seen something about the wildfire near Jacksonville, Florida, and thought, Hmmmmm, isn't that where Janie Junebug lives? I wonder if it's close to her.
On Friday I told Favorite Young Man that I would pick him up that evening and he said I'd better check online to make sure 95 was open. Part of it had been closed because of a wildfire.
Wildfire? What wildfire? My lack of awareness should assure you that I'm not threatened by the fire.
It turned out that a little stretch of 95 was closed from Thursday afternoon until Friday morning. When I drove through that area a bit of ash fell on my car. It looked like snow flurries. I couldn't smell smoke.
The fire did cover 600 acres but according to a headline yesterday, firefighters have 50 percent contained.
I read an article about the reasons we have more wildfires in these here United States. Because of improved engineering, people can locate buildings/houses in "wild" areas not used in the past. These buildings and their landscaping provide brand-spanking-new fuel for fires along with new opportunities to start fires because of people in the area who do things such as light charcoal grills or burn leaves or start bonfires or whatever it is that folks do. It's also been pretty dry here (no precipitation for 12 days), and the humidity is low.
No one knows how this fire started, but I heard speculation about a spark from a train because the fire started near some tracks. We've also been warned not to toss lit cigarettes around. If I ever start smoking (not gonna happen), I'll make sure I put out my cigs in an appropriate container.
The temperature was 101 yesterday when we shopped for groceries. It won't cool off for months, but sooner or later, our summer thunderstorms will start and it will rain almost every afternoon.
Infinities of love,
I've lived in "ON FIRE," "NIGHTMARE TORNADO ZONE," "SNOW-COVERED MOONSCAPE," and "AIR MADE OF HOT SOUP" with a side of "HURRICANE TERROR AREA." How about you?