I just looked up some 1930's Dust Bowl pics. All I can say is is Wow! There are so many similarities between then and now in more ways than one.
The following pics are of the dust storm that came through Fowler about a month ago. Grace was playing out in the back yard when she called me to come out. Thinking she wanted me to come watch her do cartwheels, and working on a project involving glue, I didn't rush out. A minute later she hollered that there was a "big brown cloud". I then realized this was serious and went running to the back door. By the time I got there it had overtaken us. We quickly ran through the house shutting windows, but not quick enough. Dust was in every crack and crevice...every crack and crevice! This storm blew for 45 minutes!
I had seen them on the news when we lived in Flagstaff, as the Phoenix valley experiences dust storms from time to time, but this was a first for us.
It's All I Need to Dust Good!