Hail and Well Met
It’s hard not to give credence to climate change alarmists when we went from near-90 degree days just last week to last night’s weirdness, when the temperature dropped so fast I could feel it in my stomach. Just a few hours earlier, it was sunny and mild.
And then, just after bedtime, the rattle of frozen ice balls.
The hailstones came in waves, and when they started getting bigger, I got a little nervous.
The storm passed quickly, but with several costly plants in the yard, it was a bit of a restless night. Yo, Spring, hurry up.
