This afternoon we had a small dust storm. The farmer across the road from me had turned over his field during the past week. Today the winds picked up the dirt and manure from his fields and ran it straight north.
The wind tunnel was an interesting sight. So I decided to Video tape it for you. I was really glad the wind didn’t shift and come out of the west and head east. That would have brought all the dust down on me.
Check out the video. I add a short poem.
Winds blast across the open field Pushing in from the south tearing to the north Too close Yet, just far enough away I should head back to the house If the winds shift I will be covered in dust and manure A powdery layer That will coat everything This Place is Dubbed… Tornado Alley Not that one ever hit the house They all seem to jump over to somewhere else As political winds do Unless they want to cost you money Then they stay, and rip your roof off For now I watch I lean against my car It convulses as the wind beats against it in an attempt to push it and me off this road…