The worst kind of weather

Of all weather, my least favorite is wind. I feel like you can't really protect yourself from it. It's just annoying. And makes running pretty stinkin' hard.

But what's worse than wind is when it carries to your doorstep a load of sand from the Gobi desert. This morning I awoke to a yellow, and I mean yellow, sky. The cars on the street were visibly covered with a layer of yellow dust, and as cars drove, the dust swirled up like a scene from a western.

This is not an uncommon scene for this time of year. In a way I should be glad - it means spring is on the way. And the upside of wind is that usually it blows out the bad stuff. Just not today.