When the inside of my nose feels like the Sahara, I know it must be a Santa Ana wind. This is the right time of year for it, fire season proper, though all year is fire season now, it seems.
Right now it's about 100 degrees out there, easily, the sun like an anvil on the top of my head. I was actually GLAD to come back into the house to grade papers!! There's a good thing.
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