No sunshine today, there is a brownish tan haze hoovering below the tree tops, about half way down. Greeting the day with hazy sky evokes memories of the nineteen seventies.
There were communities where mining was the mainstay. There was one nasty truth about the smelter smoke from mining, that smoke also hovered about four feet off the ground.
Thick haze from fires hangs in the Northwest. As everything that breathes is enduring bad air days.
Dirty air isn't good for anything on the surface of this plant.
There were communities where mining was the mainstay. There was one nasty truth about the smelter smoke from mining, that smoke also hovered about four feet off the ground.
Thick haze from fires hangs in the Northwest. As everything that breathes is enduring bad air days.
Dirty air isn't good for anything on the surface of this plant.
