What the Hail?
So, last night I'm laying in bed, and it starts to rain. And the rain gets louder. And louder. And louder.
I love the sound of rain on the roof. It helps me sleep. One of the things I lamented about the new roof was that despite being metal, it is much quieter than the old roof, and I can't hear the rain nearly as well any more. But last night it started to sound like someone shooting pellet guns at the house. So I threw the cat off and investigated:
Yes, folks, that's hail. In Pasadena.
I love the sound of rain on the roof. It helps me sleep. One of the things I lamented about the new roof was that despite being metal, it is much quieter than the old roof, and I can't hear the rain nearly as well any more. But last night it started to sound like someone shooting pellet guns at the house. So I threw the cat off and investigated:
Yes, folks, that's hail. In Pasadena.