Except all the smoke. Yeah, it's here, in NJ. The smoke from those fires out in the western states. It smells like fire, and everything is hazy. It's not good to breathe, and makes my eyes itch and water. And the sun is sort of muffled, like you're seeing it through lace curtains. Or smoke.
Don't believe those articles that are saying there's no low level atmospheric effect, don't worry, etc, etc. Where I live, it's about as low level as you can get without getting wet. And the smoke is down here, fouling the air we're trying to breathe.
So we're walking as much as usual, just taking more naps between, and washing out my eyes every hour or couple of hours. Plain water, thanks. I have eye drops for this, but those burn worse than the smoke.
Went to Pablo's Park for our midday walk today. Nice in the woods. And we learned that, because the whole park is "Greenacres," we can walk anywhere, they can't keep dogs out. So we also walked about half the jogging trail, between the tennis courts and sports fields. It's kind of spongy, covered with fine gravel, and there's nothing much I can trip over, which is always a plus. Of course, there's almost no shade on the jogging part and sports areas, so depending on the day, good or bad idea. Today, not bad, because of the smoke toning down the sun a bit.
I thought this was kind of funny, these signs are next to the little bleachers that are by any of the sports fields. Baseball, soccer, whatever else they play.
I don't pretend to understand the thinking behind this. But maybe it makes sense if you're a sports fan, which I'm most definitely not.
The other thing, which I didn't get a picture of, was the sign saying that the tennis courts are only for tennis or "pickle ball." Never heard of that, I can't imagine what it might be. I wonder if I'm missing something in my life by not knowing?
I much prefer the natural area, over the sports areas. Though I might like to play tennis someday, I used to play, but have noone to play with anymore, and I lost my racket in the divorce, 22 years ago. Along with my sewing machine and vacuum cleaner, if you can imagine that. These things were so important to him.
Be that as it may. The pond looked nice, even in the smoke. While the leaves are still green.
Lots of little froggie things, but no turtles. With the dog, I can't get close enough to get a picture of the frogs, they jump into the water when they hear him coming. Can't say I blame them.
Anyhow. It's nap time.
