On the way to summer camp yesterday morning, my kids pointed to the sky and said “look the moon is orange!”
The strange thing about bad air is that it is usually abstract until it is not. It turns out, that was the sun at 8 am on a ‘sunny day.‘ There was so much ash in the air that you could directly stare at the sun with the naked eye, even mistaking it as the moon.
On Thursday morning, Cleveland’s sky made air quality very concrete. The sun looked filtered, the horizon was soft, and everything had that slightly apocalyptic orange-gray cast that we have now learned to associate with Canadian wildfire smoke.
And so I wondered if we could turn this situation into a little project of our own.
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