About sixty houses are gone. They, along with vast amounts of brush and timber and an undetermined number of wildland critters, now darken the air of the central valley, and the lungs of its citizens. Even today, there is no smell of smoke in my neighborhood, though the sky is more generally hazy than it's been the last couple of days. Most of the smoke has gone west and south, though enough did go northeast to provide us with a very vivid orange sunset last night. Another such is about to take place. Our sunrise was nothing special, though in the valley they got the full benefit of the pollution, as can be seen in a few of the photos at this site.
The fire is expected to be extinguished by Monday. Then I can get back to normal, such as it is— until the next fire comes along.