Mar 30 2010
Hail to Thee
Hail in the garden, 7 am
It was wild and stormy last night. It rained so hard that it woke me up a few times. I lay there listening to the storm rage, wondering why James never cut down the trees which are just a few feet from the house. If one of them gets knocked over by the wind…
Amazingly, the power stayed on and the cats stayed in.
This morning, I was awakened by hail crashing heavily against the roof and skylight. Risking life and limb (well, limb, anyway), I dashed out to take photos for you, dear readers, before the rain melted the evidence. Here you can see the hail on my porch steps and beside the roof/wall:
When Rob dropped by with some mail, I was glad to hear that Megan had escaped the hailstorm on her morning commute. I was also entertained by the three census forms he brought. They all have the same street address, but are differentiated by additional descriptions:
12345 Blank Road
A Frame Cabin (me)
12345 Blank Road
Two Story Cabin (Megan & Rob)
12345 Blank Road
Unknown Unit-A (Jonathan’s former residence, now unoccupied)
I’d love to know how they described Mark’s place and the front house. Apparently the front house has new occupants. I have never met them, but I have waved at them while driving by and noticed that they have done a great job cleaning up the long-neglected garden.
And in other news, I have an appointment with Dr. Karen on Friday afternoon, so my medical advocate (aka my sister Megan) can join me. When I called and gave the receptionist my name, she asked brightly “Is this for Henry Etta?” Celebucat!
Update: Turns out that this morning’s storm was just a preview for the real storm, at 3:00 this afternoon:
The air smelled strongly of pine resin – I guess from the hail battering the trees.
The light in the house immediately took on that strange, white light that it does when it snows.
The temperature dropped to 40 in just a few minutes.
Hard to believe it was 80 degrees here a week ago!