Indeed, it seems as though we receive a new storm every night. Last night's offering also brought ten minutes of small hail beating on the roof. I don't think any damage was done to the garden, but it appears most of the petals were knocked off my Asiatic lilies. The corn is lying down, but it'll stand back up again.
It was around midnight when the storm hit, causing me to get out of bed to see what the racket was. Cliff was still up at the time. I turned on the porch light to see how big the hail was and was met by Hawkeye, my daughter's dog, standing on his hind legs and begging to be let inside; Granddaughter Natalie led him through the house to the back porch, safe from the icy assault he had been suffering.
My daughter and her husband went to Texas for a vacation; granddaughter Monica is working at a camp, and her sister Natalie, has been staying with us since Tuesday.
I'd love to share the picture I took of Cliff after we got home from the show, sitting in his chair sound asleep with the laptop beneath his fingertips. However, he was kind enough to allow me to share the picture on Facebook; I don't think I'll push my luck by putting it on my blog.
After his little nap, Cliff and Natalie went for a motorcycle ride.
It was a good day, all in all.