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September 5, 2017

The strange red gold sun


And the strange red gold light it washes the kitchen with


Butter for color scale, I guess.


When I walked outside this morning to a stark white January sky and that dull blood orange of a sun, I was like ok it totally is the apocalypse and they’re just not telling us dammit. Well at least my zucchini are still growing.

Then I learned that we just have more forest fires, as close as Cascade Locks. The truth is almost worse, somehow. Somehow when I imagine the apocalypse there is always a lot of forest left.

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