oh my

There was all this hail. I've seen hail before but not so much that I could go up and gather a bunch and take pictures. But today I could go in the backyards wearing my flipflaps and while they soaked up the new standing rain, I could goggle at the nuggets. What a strange weather event. I felt like I was in one of the Little House books. Later, I finished watching the first season of Veronica Mars and we walked dogs in the wet wet world. The rain had eased and lightning still flashed occasionally toward Poets Seat. Looking across the factory yard toward the train tracks there was more light to be seen. A carpet of fireflies had awoken and were flashing their little selves into a storm of their own.