That afternoon in Phoenix, Arizona, the horizon disappeared. A wall of dust rolled in like a moving mountain.. thick, orange, and fast..swallowing the streets one block at a time. People stopped where they were… because you don’t “walk through” something like this. This is a haboob...a massive dust storm. Strong winds rush ahead of a thunderstorm, lift dry desert soil, and push it forward as a dense wave that can cover an entire city. Minutes later, it passed… but nobody forgot what they saw. |