Nuclear Winter in September
As the locals probably know, there’s a large fire in a bog just south of the city. It’s actually a peat bog, which (as the Irish will tell you) burns slow and long.
There’s been the smell of burning leaves in the air for the last 24 hours or so. This morning as I worked, my eyes started stinging and tearing up. I got up and looked outside, and saw the south side of the city swathed in white smoke. I took a photo. Here’s a sense of what that view looks like on a clear day. There are a couple more photos here.
On an unrelated note, they did something to the pipes in my building today. I went to take a shower, and the water that came out of it was filthy. All of a sudden I’m living in Warsaw, circa 1958.
