Hail

It seems to me as hot as it's been that hail would be impossible, but I can testify that in fact it can. We were headed out of town for an overnight mini-vacation when we began to see lightening in the distance. Even from ten miles away the bolts of lightening looked as wide as a telephone pole and I can imagine it played havoc with whatever it struck. Our route took us south and we thought we would skirt the bad weather but we quickly discovered that we were trapped because the rain started blowing sideways and the wipers, even on high speed could not keep the the sheets of water off the windshield. I slowed to a crawl but it was still difficult to see much past the hood of the car. And then we started hearing the rattle of hail on the roof of the Volvo. Thankfully the hailstones were relatively small and when we hit the interstate and headed west we ran out of the storm all together.
Tonight I'm sitting in a crowded coffee shop writing this update. It used to be almost impossible for me to do any thinking unless it was totally quite but something changed and I now have the ability to simply shut things out. Even with music, laughing people and the sound of traffic, I can keep my train of thought.
Writing at different locales can sometimes jump start a lazy muse. I need all the help I can get to keep that heffer busy.
I hope you all have a great weekend.