Yesterday morning, I took Metro to downtown LosAngeles. Here's the view looking north from the Redondo Beach station at 9am. This is just the beginning of the Sylmar fire.
By the time I returned a few hours later, 3 more major fires had erupted, this time to the east. As I waited on the platform in Watts to transfer back to Redondo, the sky was completely orange in all directions and smelled strongly of smoke. I'd been battling a funky respiratory thing the last couple of weeks--I could really feel it. My car was covered in ashes. As I drove home, Bad Religion's song "Los Angeles Is Burning" played on the radio....."palm trees are candles in the burning wind..."
At home, Dale told me the sky had been so dark earlier, it was like twilight.
This morning, the sunlight was stained orange and everything was covered with ash. It reminded me of cane-burning on Maui.
I just re-read my post... It is way too "waa-waa-waa-all about me" sounding. My total sympathy to all those that lost their homes (and lives) in these awful fires. I sound like a total jerk complaining about some ash on my car.