Here are a couple of photos of leftover hail 4 hours after the storm...
And here's a photo 24 hours after the storm:
Obviously, I was fascinated.
These are the thoughts that make my headlines. I don't journal, so all my processing goes here... it's like therapy, only cheaper.
Hope is a thing with feathers, That perches in the soul, And sings the tune without the words, And never stops at all.-Emily Dickenson
And here's a photo 24 hours after the storm:
Obviously, I was fascinated.
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