No Plain in Spain, No Rain, I Guess...

The tease goes on, many clouds but no rain, at least none in El Garbage. I did get to drive through a dust devil on the way home, though. That was an enchanting experience – no matter how tight you have the windows rolled up, the whirlwind is able to inject dust into your car. The first time I had one hit me was just outside Baker, CA. There’s a nice dry wash on both sides of the highway and the dust devil came at me from the South. It was a monster and I thought it was going to scour the paint off the car. In fact, after having lived in Victorville, Ca for several years the paint on the front of the hood was stripped off and my windshield sparkled if the sun hit it just right – it had been pitted by the sand grains.