The past 48 hours or so have reminded me a great deal of Mongolia: wildfires burning all over the west and the air unsafe to breathe up and down the coast. Makes me wonder (seriously) how we managed three winters in Mongolia. I have no doubt that the experience left me more cavalier (in some ways) and more appreciative (in others) of the amazingly wonderful place we live in here in the Northwest. Here's the Montlake Cut looking east...scary stuff.
