How about a Smoke Tornado?
When I was a kid, "Dust Devils" use to fascinate me.
I couldn't comprehend how wind could grab up dirt and leaves
and make them dance in thin air.
This afternoon Hubby called me outside.
The farmers across the road were burning off their harvested corn field.
This was only one of the "Smoke-nados" we watched for the next 15 minutes.
Hearing the distant fire crackle and watching these plumes dance,
I was glad they were a momentary spectacle.
But while they lasted,
what a show!