Sandy Day

Howling wind, debris flying pass our window, it seemed like a scene taken straight outta Wizard of Oz when Dorothy's home was swept up by the tornado. Fortunately for us, its just another sandstorm, well not exactly a storm to speak.
The bad weather stayed through the night, and as you can see, visibility was pretty poor the next day. With my teeth grinding few grains of sand, and Moo fighting his sand phobia (sand has cunningly sneaked into his socks) we finally made it into the car, braving the haze and took off to the stores.

On the way home, we started having a debate as we stared at the foreign object in the sky. Is it the moon or the sun? We could no longer tell. I voted for the moon, while Moo on the other hand made his firm stand that it's the sun.

By the time we reached our apartment, it was gone, so I guessed Moo was right after all.

On the other note, my lil babies are flourishing. Coriander, poppies, marigold and another unknown seedling (lost track of which seeds we sowed in the last box). Sadly the chilli, sunflower and lavender are not showing any progress at all.

The earth has received the embrace of the sun, and we shall see the results of that love.

- Hunkesni