Eclipse

Last night we were on the roof of the DynCorp house downtown. The dust kicks up all day, so you can't see the mountains. The sun was setting, casting no more light than the full moon for all the dust in the air. Then a crag appears in front of the sun, invisible to that point in the haze. It was an alien sight, the dust blowing across the sun. Meanwhile, down in the street, the little kids were yelling up at us to come down and buy wooden snakes and cheap sunglasses.