Thursday, September 10, 2015

My First Haboob

September 10, 2015
   I'll never forget it. I was walking along, minding my own business when I was attacked by a fifty foot wall of dust, mesquite tree branches and flying prickly pear. It left a mark, if you know what I mean, and I think you do.

 Daily Whip Out: "My First Haboob."

"You are the wind beneath my tailbone."
—Old Vaquero Saying

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