Shrouded in Ash
Heavy wildfire smoke has blotted out the sun, creating an ominous and surreal atmosphere where the morning skies around Portland remain in darkness.
It is another strange, ominous day here in Portland. I just did a quick time check because I had no idea what time it was; it looks like 7:30 in the morning, but it is actually 9:30. Usually, the sun would be out, but it’s just a weird, interesting day. I feel like I’ve died and gone to heaven, except for the quality of the air.
I am now at my usual smoking spot. There is still morning dew on the grass because the sun hasn't come out yet, and it probably won't today. We are just stuck in this limbo of smoke hanging over our heads.
I’m getting my things together here. Today I have a Tahoe Sap Indica pre-roll. According to the label, it is 28% THC and 61% CBD. It’s a bit hard to get this ready while holding the phone; I should have used a selfie stick, but I didn't want to look ridiculous walking around with one just to smoke.
The air doesn't smell that bad yet, and it doesn't feel like it’s hurting my lungs, but I’ve been advised not to breathe this for extended periods. Even as a smoker, that's something to think about.
When I light my grill lighter, you can see a steady wind carrying the flame. Just imagine a giant wildfire out there with winds like that—it’s like hell. It is so unreal. To those watching from Ohio or Montreal, appreciate your blue skies while you have them, because this smoke is going to be heading downwind toward you shortly.
I’ve lived here for a bit, and while some long-time Portlanders might be used to wildfire season, this is a new experience for me. Please stay safe out there. (coughs) That was a smoker’s cough, by the way, not COVID or fire-related!
I’m going to put this out now. I’ve actually been cutting down on my smoking, just doing half-joints here and there. This is a good safety moment: always make sure you ash out your cigarettes and joints completely! It’s important for the environment. I’m looking at you, boys in Montreal—you need to learn to put out your cigarette butts!
I’m putting this back in its container. I love the sound it makes when it snaps shut. When it seals, it deprives the flame of oxygen, and as we know, fire needs oxygen to live.
Alright, I’ve got to go brush my teeth now.
