Hailstones...

Last night, just before supper, a great, gray cloud boiled and swirled and in a matter of moments, began dropping pea-sized and marble-sized hailstones upon us. It pelted down for a good 5 minutes and brought down leaves and branches from the trees and mostly halted my gardening efforts for the year. I'm hopeful some of the tomatoes will continue to ripen on the vine, but time will tell. I'm sure glad I picked the chokecherries because those that were left on the branches are mostly beaten off.

The bulls in the House Pasture went running for cover, but there wasn't any so they put their butts to the wind and dropped their heads to brace for the beating. The good thing is that cattle have a very thick hide which does protect them from such things. Very young livestock, on the other hand, can really take a beating, especially if the hail is severe. It could've been much worse.








The weather-folks are predicting more of the same tonight. I think I'll save the raking and clean-up for tomorrow.



A good thing....
My Darling Daughter who works at a flower shop happened to come out visiting. She made me this sweet arrangement from my garden flowers. Thank God for little intuitions of picking flowers when you have them. Today, pick some. You know not what tomorrow brings.