One of my first visits to Phoenix, we saw a haboob.  It was incredible. We were inside the hotel room, on the second or third floor. Day turned to night. It passed quickly, and by morning, the weather was calm.

It’s a huge sand storm. HUGE. Basically, winds from a storm shoot straight down towards the ground. That stirs up a huge wall of dust which is carried on those winds for miles.

Here’s a look:

 

Today’s painting reminded me of one of these storms. We have had a couple of mini’s behind the house. When it was still just a field. A sunny day quickly became grey and dark. They are stunning to watch. I hope I am never out and about when one hits. Certainly not driving.

Happy weekend! We are down to the last seven!

 

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