This time of year the ground is parched and dust is everywhere.
It is so fine it reminds me of flour.
It is as fine as the powder used to dust for finger prints.
It coats everything within 20 feet of the road. The top of the new soccer stadium is brown/red waiting for the first rain. The missionaries walk in this everyday, along with most of Zambia. This road was especially bad. What will it be like when the first rains come?
It does hang in the air to the point that even without the air blowing there is a grit film on your teeth.
The fires burning the bush country contribute along with everyone having their own burn pile to add to the particulates hanging in the air.
It is this dust that creates an African sunset.