Wednesday, May 11
Dreary
What does Snoopy say? It was dark and stormy night. The Edge of Nowhere is covered with a flat gray sky, an easy drizzle is falling, the roads and lawns and trees are all soaked. Dogs are wet when they come in. A big thunderstorm rolled through yesterday afternoon, lots of hail, a few fairly big stones (one or two made ping-pong ball size) but mostly olive and popcorn sized. Lightning, of course; thunder. Much rain. I made a library run as it approached. Big random drops splattered. Driving back saw big rotation in a cloud, but no sign of tornadoes (I haven't checked the morning paper yet). And today is just chilly and gray. Blah.
