the white stuff is hail
I'm a sun-worshiping kind of gal but even I can appreciate the amazing thunderstorm moving through at the moment. "God's Majesty" as G would say (his dad told him that one). We are all grateful for this much-needed drink (although we could have lived without the hail...poor tomatoes). Tomorrow the greenery will return in all it's splendor.
We are blessed.
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