I think there will be more smiles when the smoke clears.
Shaun Alexander
The smoke is so thick you can cut it into cubes. Not far off really. None of the weathers services, including the government, caught it. The wildfire smoke from BC has drifted on the jetstream right into my area again. I am coughing hard already, even indoors.
I will write more later
I made the trip into town, picked up freight, food, had a Beyond Meat burger fries and drove home. God had spared my lungs. By the time I was rolling, smoke had moved on. It might have been fog mixed with smoke. The fog particles may have dragged the smoke to the ground. It was definitely smoke.
I even managed to go to the eye doctor and book an eye test. It seems I haven’t had one since 2018. Oops. This is where a wife gently reminding me to get that done would have helped.
As soon as I had, my old man needs a snooze rest. I cracked open the box with pipe parts and started assembling what would become bookshelves. I always needed more. Of course, I knew I was going to be short some pieces. I had to decide if I wanted to order 10 pieces to get one. The answer is yes. So now I needed to design another shelf.
Next would be to take apart some mahogany wood bookcases apart for the shelves. Maybe tomorrow. I had done enough for today. Brought all the groceries and freight inside and unpacked. Made the trip to town and back just under 80 kilometres. Got Gracie back in her garage. And now type these words. I am ten minutes from cat feeding time. Then I get a small break and it’s time to haul a big bag of wood pellets inside and take the dirty litter boxes outside. Yes I also went to pick up more wood pellets for the cat boxes. In winter, I throw the poop and used wood pellets into the woodstove, that way the cats help to heat the house.
Cats are fed, the really big ones, the medium-sized ones, the small ones, the little ones and the tiny ones. Still got the litter boxes and the boy cats need water. The tiny kittens have enjoyed canned food. I had to send momma cat out to do that. I let a couple of big kittens into the office, there is a bowl of food already there for them. One of them is Barticus or bart bart. Tiny warrior cat that tried to take on the biggest, scariest bug I have ever seen here. I don’t even know what it was. It met its fate with the bottom of a full can of tuna. That bug even worried me a bit. But not Bart, who weighs in just over half a kilo.
Oh, oh, the alarm just went off on my cellphone time to haul in cat food open the bag and feed cats. Later, keep your mask on and be safe. It ain’t over. Even if u had the vax.)
First time trying these. I think i like them. Ask me again when i install them.
Appropriate song from a movie about a wildfire pilot who dies in a forest fire and comes back as a ghost to help the love of his life find love again. The movie is called Always.
And the original from 1959. I was two.
I watched the first few minutes of the movie. It reminded me of an experience I had. The movie starts with a plane coming in for a landing dead stick. It means no engines.
I used to be a pro photographer. I was hired to do photographs of a sawmill for their year-end report. I took photos from start to finish of the sawmill operation. I was up taking pictures of trees being felled. Then onto pictures of the sawmill from start to finish. Then I was asked to do aerial photos of the sawmill.
We went up in a small Cessna. I mean small, I was over 6 1 back then and could hardly fit in there. We took off and circled the sawmill I took some great shots. I always knew when I got a good shot off. That was back in the day of film.
The engine of the plane stopped suddenly. The pilot panicked. I calmed him down. He said we needed to land in the lake. He was sure we were going to die.
I told him it wasn’t my time, and I made it clear I didn’t want my camera wet. This seemed to calm him down. I could see the runway, but there was a big problem, a power line that fed the sawmill was in the way. The pilot said we don’t have enough height to clear it. So I said to go under it.
He did, and we landed, the pilot was shaken, and he thanked me for helping him get us back on the ground. He mentioned that I would probably never fly with him again. I said not until you get the engine fixed. As it really happened.
I don’t know how I knew, but I did. I went on to survive many bad situations. I wish I could tell you I came away unhurt from those experiences, but I did not. Not only that, but I suffered many broken bones and pain. Had to fight to learn how to walk again, even though doctors told me it wouldn’t be possible. I survived all that to get to this moment.
My backyard at 8:13 PM
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