It’s firey apocolypse season
Portland isn’t on fire (at least not yet) but a huge part of western Oregon is, and now that the windstorm from earlier this week has died down there’s nothing pushing the smoke away. It makes going out for a bike ride a little more difficult, but nevertheless I persevered.
This is a photo of Powell Butte, which is about a mile away from where I took this photo. Ain’t global warming just grand?