Saturday, February 18, 2012

A Visit from the Sandman

On a normal day you can see the gas station to the right clearly.


To the left of this photo is our neighborhood, but the sand is eclipsing  it.



This is all sand, not fog. Imagine being outside in it.


This is what the whole route looked like on our way to Dubai.

The view from my kitchen door. My counter tops are coated this morning.

This is at my front door. That rug is normally blue.

My front porch. The wind not only blew the sand in, it also knocked over plants.

My new sandbox.

My house is dusted daily, but I was able to write my name in sand on a  table  this morning.

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