My dad said the sky today reminded him of Amarillo in the early 50's. When my Grandpa was stationed there, he remembers school being out for dust storms. I wondered how similar the sky looked when members of my mother's family left here for Northern California to find work long ago (Yes, seriously, we have Joads in the family. Southeastern Missouri Hillbillies on my Dad's side and Okies on my mom's.).
A couple of days ago, our Lieutenant Governor declared a State of Emergency--except in the audio clip the news used, she said "decoration". I swear. I heard it on the TV news and confirmed it later on the radio. I imagined an Emergency Decoration--"Dammit, get some drapes up in this State and do it now! Hang some pictures!! This place is a mess!!!".
I don't know that I have ever found myself praying for rain until today. Just running through my head "pleaseGodletitrain".