Sun of the Apocalypse | Mark Lindsay

Today's walk was canceled due to smoke. I've been going on about the smoky air for a few days now, but it seems to be getting worse! I can smell smoke in my nostrils, like after a night in a smokey bar. Last night the sun was a terrifying orange ball in the sky. It felt like the end was near.

This week has been that way; mysterious, hazy, vaguely terrifying. Ash has been falling from the sky. It's a good time for a weekend.