Written in a Sandstorm

8.15pm, Jordan Time.  As I write this the children have finally settled (despite finding it difficult to wake in the morning, Lilian's mind is too active to allow her to fall asleep easily in the night.  And George needed a nap after school today to avoid him falling asleep in his dinner again).  Spoke too soon - George just walked through the lounge door!!  Maybe we need to try a shorter nap tomorrow.

Heard a sandstorm hit the house a few moments ago.  Glad I'm not outside in it. In a matter of an hour we went from seeing the very scenic view of the hills beyond Zarqa, to watching a thick wall of sand blowing towards us. It's a new experience to add to the list, we've never seen a sandstorm before, praying for rain to dampen it down before we have to walk in the dust in the morning.  Imagine - we pray for rain and are grateful when it's cloudy, the opposite to our prayers in Wales when we prayed for it to stop raining and begged for the sun to break through the dark grey clouds.  It's not even summer yet, only a spring day with a high of 32 degrees Celsius today!  Thankfully the buildings are build well to keep the heat out, so it's not unbearable yet... I think we might melt in a few weeks/months as it gets hotter.