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Early afternoon, Blairgowrie beach.

The haze is smoke from the bush fires. It sat on the bay for several days like a dirty wet blanket. About a third of Victoria is on fire.

The heat of the day was intense and stifling, but there must have been air over the water because the boats managed to slip around each other in slow circles all afternoon. The middle-aged couple did the same for a while.

1 comment:

Ian T. said...

That was a shocker of a day! The pollution was off the scale on the chart in the paper (not even vaguely comparable to anything else).