Mother nature put on a fantastic show out here in the desert this evening. I forgot how cool monsoon season can be (since living in other parts of the country the past 6 years).
Anyway, Darby and I enjoyed our "hike" around the yard before bed, checking out ant hills, collecting rocks, and getting stickers stuck in our feet...or rather mom's feet. Hiking in flip flops isn't always smart. It actually was a comfortable evening. The smell of rain subtly lingered in the air, and the sky was a luminous orange of which presents itself when dust is in the air.
Dust there was...
(Pictures stolen off azfamily.com)
Not a tropical storm, not a tidal wave, not a tornado, not an earthquake...just a desert dust storm...a haboob perhaps.
Cool!
