The Strangest Of Days

As I mentioned this morning we woke to the End Of Days the surreal orange skies of a huge dust storm this morning. I snapped these pics below within the space of about two hours. The first just after waking, and the last from the 28th floor cafeteria at work about 9am.

The view from my back door about 7am, a vibrant orange sky and
banana palms being whipped around in a gale.


Red dust everywhere on the walk up my street to the train station.
The air was thick and gritty with it.


Browny orange twilight and street lights at 8.30am on Newtown train station.


The sun struggling through, 8.30am on Newtown train station.


Somewhere out there is Bennelong Point, the Opera House and the Harbour.
The view from the 28th floor cafeteria at work about 9am.

By late afternoon it had pretty much blown over, the main legacy left behind being drifts of red/orange dust wherever the strong winds hadn't successfully blown the slate clean. A little bit of the red desert come to town.