The bluest skies – are not – in Seattle, amazingly enough. We landed here last night and there is a smoky haze obscuring the sky and much else due to fires in British Columbia. Years of experience tell us that the skies are still blue and the water is still actually glistening. It’s just obscured right now. We need to see past the haze, just as we need to do with much else in life.
3 thoughts on “The Bluest Skies”
Though I have become like a wineskin in the smoke, I do not forget your statutes–Psalm 119:83
The Lord guard your going out and coming in, from this time forth and forevermore.
I can relate! I landed Thursday night into thick humidity after spending a week in a dry Chicago. I told my wife that Seattle felt more like Chicago than Chicago did.
But I imagine the sunset was beautiful. Safe travels. Blessings.
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