Here in deepest Normandy I don’t think we have seen the sun—or a pale imitation thereof—more than twice in the last few months. I might exaggerate a bit, but not much.
When I take the puppy out in the morning, it is pitch dark. Once or twice when the sky was overcast I even had to use a torch! I wrap up in boots, scarf, hat and gloves.
However, I would rather have rain, sleet, fog and ice than wildfires. Having lived through a number of those in Greece, there are few things worse. A vision of hell.
My thoughts are with the people of California who are dealing with this at the moment. Many have lost their homes, their livelihoods and some their lives. I sincerely hope the fires will be brought under control soon…
Letters from Athens 