One Hail of a Storm

July 12th was a typical hot summer day. Until late afternoon. Then black clouds billowed out of the northwest wiping out the sun and trailing thunder so loud it hurt the ears.

It was fury unleashed as the storm pounded the house and turned deck and driveway white with hail.

When the cacophony finally stopped about half an hour later we ventured outside. Nearly 4 cm of water — more than 1.5 inches — sat in the rain gauge. Flower and vegetable gardens resembled huge tossed salads.

In the woods we found the remains of a recently opened wood lily, one petal still clinging to the stem. Pockets of moss held handfuls of white stones (that were still there two days later).

A mossy bed of hailstones

In spite of the damage much of the gardens will recover. That’s the nature of plants.

As for the woods? They were transformed — filled suddenly with light, branches sparkling crystal-like with rain, mist floating in the air …

After the storm

… the wonder of a storm.

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4 thoughts on “One Hail of a Storm

  1. That’s a beautiful photo of the post-storm forest, but like montucky, I wouldn’t have wanted to be out in it. Little hail’s ok — like pea-sized. Anything much bigger than that and I start worrying about the car, my head, and the windows.

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    1. In that order? 🙂 I was caught briefly in one storm (covering up plants; silly woman) and I can say that even small stuff, coming down fast enough, is aspirin-inducing. Ouch.

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