I stumbled across these photos from 2020 (insert dramatic music) the other day. I had completely forgotten about them! We had recently moved and with all our belongings still in boxes…the smoke rolled in. My son and I were playing outside with my instax camera when the smell of firewood suddenly filled the air. I thought nothing of it and we continued to play…

Within 20 minutes, the air had become so smoky we decided to go inside. The wind picked up and everything around the neighborhood was taking on a red glow. It’s interesting to see the progression of that in the photos. You probably know where the story goes from there if you live on the West Coast. The air quality would go on to become so terrible, nobody would be outside for weeks (on top of Pandemic lock downs). I remember looking outside in the middle of the day and it seemed as if it was night. Has anyone seen 10 Cloverfield Lane? Let’s just say it felt like that in our little apt with two kids and a dog.

Despite our small space, we were very lucky to have been in the country. When the smoke cleared, despite lock downs, we were able to find sanctuary outside when so many in the world could not. These photos are a good reminder of how grateful are for our resources, but also an eerie reminder of the beginning of 2020. Onwards and Upwards…or so we hope :)

XO