Strange Week

Altogether, this has been a strange week.  The air is filled with ash and smoke throughout the area surrounding me, but we are a small oasis which is (currently) not hit by the voracious wildfires burning throughout Southern California and air filled with ash and particulate matter.  We have had our share, but nothing like most of our locale.

I live in Ventura County, and the Thomas Fire forced my in-laws to flee, with very little and a lot to lose, in the middle of the night.  That was last Monday when they showed up on our doorstep at 1:00 a.m.  Today they left after driving to their home town, lucky to find their house standing, the evacuation order rescinded, and ash covering everything.  The ongoing winds have moved the soot and ash, along with the fires, further east and west and out to sea.  Others have not been so lucky.  Blocks of houses are no longer there.  While the Santa Ana winds have moved out the sooty air, they are still roaring around, sometimes up to 60-80 miles per hour.  Not pleasant, I assure you, in either cold or hot weather (today we had 80F  – fake news – there is no global warming).

We are so glad to have been able to take in my in-laws.   They were gracious and pleasant, and we actually had a lot of fun, even if their sleeping conditions were air mattresses on the floor and an old twin bed in the office my husband works from.  I guess it is sort of like a hurricane party – clustering together for comfort and safety and riding out the storm outside.  At some point, we may have to call upon them if our area goes up in smoke, because almost all of California has been suffering from a massive years-long drought.  We have too many trees on our property, but it costs thousands to take them all out at once, so we are sort of stuck – maybe take a few out at a time.  Having visitors is a bit disruptive of daily life patterns but reminds us of how important family and friends and community are.