No wildfire smoke, but there's a half-mile patch of my commute where every house burns wood during the winter. If the wind is gentle and from the south, it all drifts over to the road, cools off, sinks into the valley that the road makes, and parks there. I don't mind wood smoke much, but that last house is burning... I don't know what, but it smells like garbage. Seriously. All f'in winter long. Kak.