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resonantBig storm this afternoon. At our house, we got rain and wind and a little hail, and the lawn is slightly more littered with sycamore branches than it usually is, but only slightly.
But the historic district, where I go for choir practice, got thoroughly tenderized. The streets were filled with chewed-looking leaves, and you could smell the trees.
The grassy areas were steaming. I couldn't figure out why until I saw someone bend down and pick up a handful of something white and toss it: the hailstones that hit the street had melted immediately, but the ones that hit the grass had stayed for a while, and were now evaporating.
But the historic district, where I go for choir practice, got thoroughly tenderized. The streets were filled with chewed-looking leaves, and you could smell the trees.
The grassy areas were steaming. I couldn't figure out why until I saw someone bend down and pick up a handful of something white and toss it: the hailstones that hit the street had melted immediately, but the ones that hit the grass had stayed for a while, and were now evaporating.