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Driving home from a friend’s house late the weekend before, I had to stop to get photos of a toasted cheddar moon and blazing red telluric Mars just above it. Little did I know that, courtesy of the fires raging in Washington, Oregon, and California, we soon wouldn’t be able to see the sky for a week or more.

The smoke began to funnel northward through the I5 corridor late in the week. At first it looked like fog. Then, on Saturday, September 12th, 2020, we woke up on an alien planet. It looked like Mars outside– yellow, hazy, dark, and foreboding.

This is the Edmonds ferry dock at Brackett’s Landing. The whole world looked like pea soup. You could barely see the ferry that had just left.

The ferry loomed like a ghost ship and was then sucked into a void. Normally you see an opposite shore. Today, there was nothing, just the edge of the world.

I zoomed in as the ferry plowed westward, but at best it seemed like an apparition in a sandstorm.

These photos have not been edited at all. This is how the beach actually looked that Saturday. You can see scuba divers coming in. I found it odd that people were still out diving, but does hazardous air quality affect visibility in the water enough for them to care?

Even the plants’ colors seemed off. Everything was saturated in this weird, otherworldly glow, like we had survived some nuclear horror and were slowly crawling out of our shelters afterwards.

As I snapped the photo of the famous orca, I mused how it appeared to be swimming in pollution. Then it hit me– how similar this is to the disgusting pollution our resident orcas live in. This is what we do to their world. This is a constant for them. Because we so callously pollute the water, each local orca could be considered a floating superfund site.

We used to rejoice when their babies were born. Now we just pray they survive the lack of traditional food sources and the industrial waste. They often don’t, and humanity goes on complaining about lack of entertainment during COVID, or rioting, or obsessing over the latest cosmetics, ignoring their cries.

I have stood here many times, but I’d never seen it look so foreign.

All day, no matter where I went in two counties, I noted an absence of birds. Far fewer birds than normal braved the rancid, tar-filled air. This crow and his seagull buddy foraged along the beach in tandem with few others in sight.

Yep. It was definitely Smoke Time.

Arriving at the north end of Lake Washington, this panorama seemed straight out of a sci fi movie. We were supposed to have temperatures nearing 80 degrees with near full sun, but last time I’d checked the temperature it was 58.

Walking out on the dock felt like walking out to the edge of a flat earth. You usually see land on all sides. Seattle, however, had disappeared. The middle of this scene had simply vanished. There was smoke, and then there was nothing.

Gazing down into the lake’s milfoil mass, I imagined one of those menacing merpeople from Harry Potter reaching up and grabbing me. No thanks.

These logs, although fixed, appeared to be swimming away from the yawing nothingness in the middle of the lake.

A gaggle of geese bobbed around like nothing was happening, the lighting exactly like the filters used to portray Mexico City in the movies. Ever notice that, that Mexico City always shows up in hazy brown or sepia tones on the big screen?

These old pilings looked like a pathway into another place or time.

Zooming in, no birds roosted here today. None flew through the air either. Aside from traffic noise, there was an eerie stillness.

One rebel Canada goose floated leisurely through the soup apart from the others.

As I was chatting with a local, we looked up and said, “what’s that?” It was the first time we’d seen the sun in a couple of days. It was a grapefruit-hued pinhole in the sky, barely piercing the blanketed glop of destruction.

The sun’s reflection in the water was just as bizarre.

At times there was a blush or rose color playing upon the undulating mocha of the lake.

While forecasters had originally said the smoke would start moving out earlier this week, that didn’t happen. The Seattle area was enveloped in a dense yellow fog again this morning… except it wasn’t fog. By afternoon we saw a bit of sunlight, prompting me to go to Juanita Beach in Kirkland to see what I could see.

Sure enough, there was the sun, sparkling down upon the latte-like lake. Yet it seemed to be a sun from John Carter, Pelelandra, or Tatooine.

The ducks were happy enough. But there were still no birds in the air.

It seemed like dusk, not afternoon.

Beyond the boardwalk there was just a fisherman and faux fog. No Seattle. No 520 bridge. Just empty space, because the west is on fire and we continue to pray for rain when there otherwise would have been summer through the end of September.

Smoke veils the air like souls in drifting suspension, declining the war’s insistence everyone move on.

Jayne Anne Phillips

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From KOMO

From KOMO

Not again. Residents of central Washington are still picking up the pieces from the Carlton Complex Fires less than a year ago and since Sunday Wenatchee, Washington has been in flames.

Last I heard, 4000 acres were on fire or had been burned, two fruit packing plants had been destroyed, and 28 houses– primary residences, not vacation homes– had been obliterated. Embers were dropping all over downtown in the 100+ degree heat and there had been an ammonia leak at one of the plants. A thousand people had been told to evacuate. As of tonight it sounds like the fire is under control but the danger continues.

If you haven’t seen the photos already, you can view 70 photos taken by a photographer at KOMO’s site, Photographer captures heart-breaking scenes of wildfire’s rage.

People and animals could use your help. One report said the escaped and displaced animals were overwhelming the Humane Society. According to KING 5:

Several groups are helping aid families affected by the Wenatchee wildfire and are accepting donations.

The Community Foundation of NCW has established a fire fund to help support firefighters and displaced families and animals affected by the fires in the Wenatchee Valley.

The “Sleepy Hollow Heights Fire Support” will provide food and other needs. Monetary donations can be made online here or at the Community Foundation office at 9 S. Wenatchee Ave., Wenatchee, WA 98801.

American Red Cross Serving the Greater Inland Northwest

Wenatchee Valley Humane Society

The Wenatchee World will continue to post updates. They also have Photo gallery: Aerial view of fire damage.

The weather is hotter and drier than normal here in western Washington this year. We’ve had a major lack of rain. To avoid tragedies like the Wenatchee conflagration, please consider forgoing the fireworks this year. Many cities ban them anyway. You can watch them at many public celebrations.

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A Pateros homeowner sent me this video, which illustrates just how devastating the Carlton Complex Fires of last summer were. People in that area are still struggling with homelessness and to meet their everyday needs. The effort to assist survivors is ongoing– please visit the Carlton Complex Recovery site to learn more.

Note the fire right next to the road… the flashlight seen on the hill near the burning houses… the moment when the power goes out… the call to evacuate over the loudspeakers, and how this region looked like utter darkness ablaze during the daytime.

Also see Pateros Needs Your Help! and Pateros in Flames. Remember, most of the survivors are not receiving government assistance. They are dependent upon the goodness of others and their own efforts.

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If there is any kindness I can show, or any good thing I can do to any fellow being, let me do it now, and not deter or neglect it, as I shall not pass this way again. –William Penn

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