As I rolled over, I thought it was odd...
I decided it was either the End of The World... or another violent Bushfire Sunrise!
As you do, in this country of extremes.
However, when I rose at 5.50am, & noted the odd blanket of cloud, I knew what it was. I knew it was a dust storm. We had experienced one, of a much lesser degree, back in 1983, when we first resumed residence in this (now) beloved country.
I took this view from our front room windows, around 6 .15am.
I had already taken this view of the same area, at approximately 6am. I am not sure why the light appeared so different in each photo, but visibility fluctuated as the day wore on.
And here he is, with his doting Grandfather! He takes him for rides in his truck, up & down their driveway!!
I suppose I have to go to bed??
But Daddy, this is too much fun??
It was amazing how the dust storm destroyed some things.
Red Dirt Girl, Emmy Lou Harris.