Hail, Hail

We don't often get hailstorms here, and when we do they tend to be fleeting and light, with small hail pellets. Today was different. The hail came crashing down, and it didn't stop. Just when the intensity ebbed and I thought it was ending, a new wave of pelting white pellets came through.


Millie did not think the hail was amusing.


By the time the storm blew by the ground was covered in pea-sized hail. It stuck around in the shady areas, looking like piled-up snow.