This is unreal. I woke up this morn before dawn to a smell in my bedroom, thinking it was our barn burning down again. I yelled out "are you there, are you there?! IS idiot across the street burning plastic?" Neighbors illegally burn plastic trash at will but mostly on a North wind and so it goes wafting thru our dairy barn pissing off the calves and dairy mamas. Yesterday, while working with my horses, I thought I detected a sort of plastic-y smoke smell. And maybe that's why horses seemed sort of-well, out of sorts. Anyway, no answer from downstairs, and no response to either text message or voice mail, I feared the worst. I jumped in the truck with eyes still stuck together from the sand man and at each building seeing it was ok, sighed whew! So then I hear a yell from the dairy barn that it was all over the news this morning-wildfires in Quebec affecting air quality and smoke on a west wind-that should go away come afternoon.........
Afternoon came and went and one still can't see across to the lake. Hazy, red yellow-y sky. Smells bad and must be affecting the animals as one cow wouldn't even come in for milking. And no, she's not in heat. Hard to believe that with my house windows shut, fires from hundreds of miles away woke me up. Hope they can get the fires under control and puff them out. Quite a different smell than the proverbial memorial day barbecue. Hovers in the air more like cigarettes than dry rub.
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