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Fire Light

I have a skylight above my bed, and I am used to waking up and seeing blue or grey, sometimes a little pink, but not—as I saw yesterday morning—orange. I usually sleep late but at 7:30am yesterday, approximately 3 hours after sunrise, I struggled awake to the possibilities of an orange sky. Not fire, thankfully, but the result of morning light through smoke. I could smell it.

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I live in British Columbia, Canada, and like many other places, we are having an unusually hot and dry summer and the province is burning with over 170 wildfires. The closest one to me is near Sechelt (I live on an island, so unless a fire breaks out here I’m personally safe) where close friends of mine, Jan and Ken Parker live.

While my first thought was for my friends, I confess my second thought was for my camera. Uncharacteristically I got up (7:30 am is the middle of the night, as far as I’m concerned). The sky was amazing: 100% orange from top to bottom, and the light in the yard was eerie and beautiful. Following are some of the photos I took. They haven’t been enhanced, this is the way it looked. (I set my camera’s white balance for an overcast sky to avoid it compensating. Cameras really think the sky should be blue.)

 

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These are fake flowers on my balcony (I gave up trying to grow real flowers in that location last year). Real flowers in my garden, below.

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The aforementioned Jan Parker gave me these chinese figurines when she moved to Sechelt. They look great in this light.

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The top image was of the sky to the north east, this is to the south west.

Loved to Death

My dog Moser loves getting a new stuffed toy … so he can rip its brains out! He’s not an immediate destroyer, he likes to play with them first, and kill them slowly, like a cat.

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He usually goes for the eyes first (especially if they’re plastic), and then the ears, and if  that hasn’t ripped a hole in the head, he goes in through the nose. He is so happy when he pulls their fluffy brains out! Above, a little lion he had when he was a puppy. Below, a flattened bear.

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I used to subscribe to BarkBox, wherein every month Moser was sent a box of things for dogs. There were some pretty weird toys in there. This was a hedgehog that was also a chef. WHY???? I have no idea why, but this is Moser’s favourite toy, much  to my chagrin. Possibly because it seems to contain half a plastic bottle, so it makes an interesting crackly noise. It seems the hat has, so far, protected its brains.

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Below is Moser’s Husky; one of the few that he knows the name of. It flies through the air and Moser catches it.

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One of my favourite toys was this Wildebeest that I got in South Africa. Happily, Moser loves it too. It used to have horns, but after Moser removed them I had to perform surgery on its head to keep it alive.

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I gave this yellow bear to Moser for his third Birthday about a week ago. I get a lot of his toys from the local 2nd-hand shop for 25 cents. Moser didn’t even wait to get out of the car before chewing into the bear’s head. Below is a little tiger, friend of the lion, that both came with him as a puppy. They are survivors.

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