Sunset over the Rift Valley

The neighborhood we live in is on a gently sloping hill, literally the western edge of the central highlands, which drops off into the vast Rift Valley far below. In the haze of the daytime sun, it seems as if I am looking out over an ocean far below, until I register the farm plotted land and distant road crossing the great plain. There is a magical feel to this place, particularly once the winds start every evening and continue through the night. It's not any kind of wind storm I've experienced before, but instead it's like a wind tunnel, with the winds blowing in all directions without any break in their intensity. And this is sustained all night long, until the sun comes up the next day and effectively turns off the switch and peace is returned.  

Zach