Fire and brimstone

California is on fire. The air quality is desperately bad. People are still going on vacation to the Lake Tahoe area where my sister-in-law lives. People in that area are worried about whether the tourists will make it harder to evacuate if the fires come there. 

My sister-in-law is fleeing by plane tonight to New York. She bought an extra seat on the plane to help keep people away from her. When she arrives in New York she'll quarantine for two weeks before going to stay with her parents. She can visit in the yard in the meantime. 

This morning the airline kicked a woman and her six children off because her two year old wouldn't wear a mask. The airline rule is everyone, two years and older, has to wear a mask. I bet everyone wears a mask on the flight tonight. 

Today there were hundreds of protests across the country at post offices. The woman who runs our post office thanked us for supporting them. Much gratitude to the BLM protestors who, in a huge and unintentional experiment, showed that being outdoors, masked, with some distance and movement, did not lead to huge surges in cases. I went. I took pictures. People posed. They wore masks and sort of social distanced. It wasn't six feet but people weren't on top of each other. 

In Washington State postal workers defied orders and turned their sorting machines back on.

I've got some extras. You can see the sign reflected in the sunglasses because I reversed the image and increased the exposure on the sunglass area. 

I have two weekends before the wedding so I practiced lighting. When I was done I was putting things away, looked behind me, saw a terrific sunset, and rushed to put everything up in the middle of the street so I could use it as a backdrop to the dragon. 

I guess I have two weeks to find out if I'm ok from having a human in the house and going to a protest, and then I'll have two weeks to find out if I'm ok after the wedding.