The Wind is in from Africa

Last night I couldn't sleep...

When the winds come in from Africa in Portugal – which is not an unusual thing, apparently – they carry with them sand that coats just about everything in a fine red dust.

It can take ages to clean it all up but apparently the nutrients in these sands are good for the farms here in central Portugal, so at least there’s that.

When the winds came earlier this spring, they were so strong I had a mental image of all the small boats off the coast of Portugal getting tossed up into the air to the tune of the old Joni Mitchell song, which I played while sketching this little scene 🎶🎶

© original art by Kristin Fellows

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