It smells like a camp fire here. Fires burn in Indonesia every year as farmers burn off their crops and clear the jungle for their next planting season. We're lucky enough to have the wind blowing in our direction. The smoke is so bad that most schools have cancelled outdoor activities and sports, and last Friday school was cancelled entirely. I can't wait for it to clear out.
Here's a gem I just found when cleaning up the art mess from this weekend. Good luck deciphering what Mary wrote.
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