It is eery here.

i walked to the top of our hill this morning to see what i could see. In 2007, i watched flames and judged we were going to be all right. Today’s climb did not reveal any flames and by noon, all of the ugly dark gray and black smoke had given to light gray and white smoke, almost like clouds, but they weren’t.

For those unfamiliar with our terrain, we have had three wildfires this time around, relatively close. The “Otay Mountain” fire is better known as the “Border 2” fire. The “Otay Mesa” fire is apparently out. Those fires at their closest were about a dozen miles east of us with winds carrying them north, not likely to affect us.

But the skies are surreal. i cannot discern fire smoke from haze, and we do have some weather relief moving in. There is even hope for some rain by the end of Saturday. Our humidity, which has hovered around 5% for the past several days, you know, spark causes wild fire weather, up to a whopping 13% as i write (my nose is dry).

So we are lucky. Many are not.