After the ballgame last night I decided to take an evening walk. It had cooled down and look like it might rain, but that didn't concern me because around here you usually don't get too wet in a rain storm. Off I went out of the park and down the highway. Just as I was reaching my turn around point the sky darkened and the wind began to kick up and before I knew it I was in the middle of a dust storm and about a mile from Mel. I turned and headed for home toward the east and the dust was coming from the east right into my face. Head down with a hand holding on my hat I trudged back home with dust in my eyes, my mouth and my nose. The wind gauge on Mel showed the wind had been about 45 miles per hour and I felt like I had been sand blasted. I'm not planning on repeating that adventure any time soon.
Today it's a bit cooler and not a cloud in the sky and I have planned a full day of doing nothing, but I will be enjoying the good life.