Yesterday I spent the day with some friends at their house on a hill, and you could see the evidence of bush fires all around.
The hill behind their house shows a definite line of burnt vegetation next to green. They tell us this was a particularly scary fire. I can imagine that watching a fireline this wide creep closer to your house is indeed a scary thing.
The hills a few miles away are similarly burnt, but it's so hard to see because of the haze of lingering smoke.
And the haze isn't just over the hills. It's over the entire city. In this view you can't see the horizon, and you can barely make out two of the islands offshore.
It didn't affect the festivities whatsoever, though. A good time was had by all into the night.
Way into the night.
This is part of Unknown Mami's Sundays in My City. Go visit her and travel the world to visit Sundays in other cities!








