This is a sight rarely seen in North Texas, but quite frequent in West Texas where I was raised. The last sandstorm we had here was the night my Dad died 3 years ago. I said the storm was cause he was telling me he was blowing in the wind. Gotta call Mom and make sure she’s ok.
We lost the greenhouse at work today. We’ll probably find parts of it 20 miles away. Milk crates were flying around like paper.
If you’ve never seen a sand storm, thank your lucky stars. Nothing like sand blasted contact lens. 😦