gross and stinky

I am referring to the air in Idaho. In Boise, ID. I can barely see across town, or up to the foothills because we are enveloped in a white haze. Smoke, my friends, gets in your eyes. From the California fires. What a mess. If you hold your nose just right, you can even get a whiff of it.


A mild 93 this afternoon. I hate summer in Boise. Guess I am glad I am not in Afghanistan.