Today we had a sandstorm. The trees were whipping around and clouds of sand were rolling through. I found a broken wood pigeon egg at the base of a Tamarisk tree, the wind having thrown it out. The pigeon was still sitting on the nest so there were probably more.
Out back I watched two house sparrows and two white-cheeked bulbuls fruitlessly chasing a large white moth.
I need to get out again soon.