This morning, a fucking tumbleweed rolled across the freeway in front of my car. Visibility was reduced because of all the sand and dust kicked up by the winds. Yes, folks, it's that time of year again. The Santa Ana wind are a-blowing, and Fire Season is officially started.
There's a huge fire south of Valencia. I can taste the burning weeds on the air and ash is falling over the valley. The sunlight is brown and my eyes are gritty and tearing. The power has already gone out twice as the fire cuts the lines.