Haboub season is once again here. (I arrived in haboub season last year). And here we go again, fine, fine sand, blowing in from the desert centre, covering... everything: My flat, my horse, my keyboard, my lungs.. some days visibility is minimal (like yesterday, photo above, looking out from our office). It's more than just dust though.. people do strange things in this weather in my opinion.. it feels like more than sands are being moved in this country these days..
