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Right now, it is thunderhailing. Yes, that's correct! It's 80 degrees outside, and yet quarter-sized chunks of ice are falling from the sky. I went out on the porch for a minute just to watch, and couldn't figure out what smelled like Christmas. Then I realized it's all the broken pine branches. This is so freaky. There's a coating of ice in my yard. In June. And it's raining leaves, as well as regular rain.
Oh, and I ate a hailstone. It was delicious.
These little guys had melted about halfway before I could get Photo Booth open.
Oh, and I ate a hailstone. It was delicious.
These little guys had melted about halfway before I could get Photo Booth open.