Happy Independence Day !
Let me tell you about our Dust Storm last night, but mostly about the dust storm warning. If you live in Arizona, you already know about this. Every time there is a probability that a dust storm will occur, a warning is issued to cell phones. I’m not sure which cell phones sound the alarm, probably any that support such messages. What made last night’s warning different was the fact that Steve and I were in a restaurant with our friends. There were two other tables full of people and thirteen people in our group. There must have been twenty cell phones that received the alarm at one time, a loud, obnoxious, ongoing buzzing. It reminded me of the noise we might hear if we were at the edge of nuclear disaster!
Most people knew exactly what was happening. One man yelled loudly, “Get under the tables!” He was joking, of course. Everyone knew it, I hope. No one got under the tables.
I was excited. This would be my third dust storm experience. Both other times the storms were minimal. This was was minor also. Steve told me that we don’t know what to expect when a dust storm warning issues. Until the storm happens, its intensity is unknown. No one left the restaurant to hurry home. We all finished our dinners. We made it home just in time to put my van in the garage. (The window won’t come up and sand might have filled the inside of the vehicle!) I took a video of the storm. I cannot show the video. I don’t feel free to publish photos of the houses of others. I was standing inside the entryway to our home. I got lots of sand between my toes during the short time I stood there.
I lived many years in Florida, so when I think of storm warnings, I think of hurricanes. This was nothing like a hurricane. Steve says that I should not wish for an intense dust storm. I shall be content and grateful not to have them.