Sunday, August 19, 2018 – Smoky Sunday


Remember sun?

It doesn’t take long before the oppressive smoke that forces us indoors begins to affect our mental health. When the apocalyptic-like days linger, I begin to wonder what it might be like if, for some reason, the absence of sunshine was just the way it was. It’s not a pretty thing to consider.

Until the weather pattern changes and forces a clearing of the smoke, this is our normal. We spend the waning days of summer indoors, our thoughts turn toward September, and we long for sunny days and fresh air.

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I came across this current, as of this morning, representation of the current wildfire situation. Sadly, our beautiful western province is, again this summer, on fire.


I’m a writer, reader, and creative. I thought by now I’d have things figured out, but I keep coming up with more questions. I think that’s okay. I’m here most mornings pondering ordinary things and the thin places where faith intersects.
  1. Very sad. Please take good care of yourselves.

  2. I can’t imagine how closeted and low in mood you must feel … So sad to read this, and hoping for cooler temperatures and clear skies soon for you.

  3. So sad, and troublesome.

  4. I pray for relief very soon; in the meantime take care of yourself, Linda!

  5. It is so awful in so many places (your two pictures bring it into sharp focus). Praying for everyone in an affected area and for all our firefighters.

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