

This afternoon I sat out in my back garden in a comfy chair, reading a textbook and soaking up some sunshine along with the heavenly scent of lilacs and lily-of-the-valley. Suddenly it started to thunder, so I went inside. Within minutes the sky opened up, the garden was covered with hail and our street was turned into a river. It didn't let up for 30 minutes -- I've never seen so much hail in my life (which may just mean I've led a fairly sheltered life), and I've certainly never seen that much water running down our street. It appeared to be pretty local -- friends I called said it wasn't even raining downtown, let alone hailing.
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