Beauty and the toxic beast

Here are photos highlighting soot building on my windowsills in contrast to my magnificent Los Angeles view. It's hard to overlook the fact I breathe the toxic dirt with every inhale, because I cough more than "normal" especially when it's extra smoggy in the summer. Once my breathing felt so impaired (after recent fires on top of our normal smog) I flew to San Francisco, and within hours, I breathed deeply without coughing. Relief. I wish this smog problem wasn't so because I do love much about Los Angeles.