In retrospect, this afternoon probably wasn’t the best time to pick to put my bean seedlings out to get some fresh air and sunshine:
Hailstones among the seedlings
After I’d sprinted out to rescue them (a little battered but fundamentally unbowed) from the first hail shower it started to really hammer down:
Hailing taxis
Can I just remind the weather gods that it is May, and it is spring? They do seem rather to have forgotten…
Welcome to my world. Week before last, we had baseball size hail south of the city.