Ahhh, home.

Lubbock, Texas.
Occasionally referred to as Lubbuttock, Texas.....
The land of the dirt and the home of the..... dirt. This long, flat town occupies a slab of caprock in western regions of the Lone Star state. There are tumbleweeds here. And tornadoes. And it often rains mud. And after living in Chicago, I can say that Lubbock is STILL the windiest place I've ever lived.
One of my favorite photographers (Ashley Rogers- http://ashleyrodgersphoto.blogspot.com/) snapped these shots (and barely made it back inside before her house got sandblasted). This is, in fact, a giant wall of dirt. A dirt tsunami, if you will.
Notice the low, flat earth and the infinite sky. There are no "sky obstructions" here. I think the tallest building is 19 stories? And any decent trees huddle around the University campus to trick the visitors. Depending on which way the wind blows, you are assaulted by either the fragrance of oil or the aroma of stockyards. Have you ever tasted the smell of cow manure? It doesn't taste like chicken.

I realize there is quite a bit of green in these photos. Don't let it lure you into the false belief that vegetation abounds. This is pretty much it......

Can't you just feel the grit in your teeth? (Literally, Lubbockites?)