Monday, November 17, 2008

After the fires, off of Mullholland

There was an eerie light last night, everything basked in a beautiful brown and pink glow from the smoke so that it appeared that you were looking at 1950s photographs of a familiar landscape. We walked the dogs in the late afternoon, while the breath caught in our throats (which is actually a very silly thing to say as Minky is leaping about like a lunatic in the photograph to the left).

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