They say that "only in Texas" can it be 80 degrees one moment and 40 degrees the next. Well, that's just what happened. Yesterday, it was 82 degrees at 3:15 when I was doing my car duty at school. By 3:21 it dropped 10 degrees as a generous gust of wind filled the tree lined streets and continued to blow all night with some MUCH needed rains. By 12:45am, when the hail pinged off my bedroom window to the west and woke me up, it had dropped to 32 degrees. I recklessly skipped two stairs at a time, with only the light of my cell phone, on my way up to get Zack. We had to put vehicles in the barn before anymore hail plummeted to the earth. We both flew out the door, zipping up jackets and shielding our eyes from the driving hail. Luckily it was only the size of large peas. In what seemed like only moments, the vehicles were safe inside the barn, without damage, and we were darting back to the house. The hail had already frozen to my hair as we took refuge inside the warm, dry house. This morning, after the luminous night-long lightning displays and loud cracks of thunder, we were left with these images...
Yup, that's hail!
This field was emerald green yesterday...
(taking refuge in the rafters of the barn...)
the wheat......
Anything left open to the elements was encased in thick ice...
Now, this is how to spend a cold, windy, icy April day!
Jake teaching Boone to turn off the lights...
GOD BLESS ALL WHO READ THIS!
