peevish mama

Mother Nature threw herself one mad hissy fit last night.  The global warming induced heat flashes must be leaving her feeling a tad unhinged.  Yesterday was sunny and beautiful all day long and we were able to squeeze in two soccer games, a house showing and a lovely late afternoon swim at the club.  As we drove home with our worn out monkeys, we noticed the brooding sky over downtown – the clouds inky and bruised, flexing for a fight.  By the time everyone was showered and in their pajamas, it had started to hail like I’ve never seen it hail.  Not the “golf ball size” hail that old men in South Dakota like to talk about.  The hail was the size of marbles but thick as snow – it showered down, pelting and crushing everything in its wake.  This went on for a good ten minutes and it was thunderously loud.  The hail looked like big chunks of salt -  stunningly incongruous against the technicolor spring green backdrop of our street.  Baby grass, baby leaves, baby Hostas all got pummeled last night. 

And this morning Mama Nature is probably feeling a little better, if a bit sheepish and bleary-eyed.