While Desiree and I were sitting inside the cabin drinking a midafternoon cup of coffee, a storm darkened the skies above our notch-like mountain valley. A casual rain eventually pattered against the cabin. “Look,” I told Desiree, “There is a little hail in that.”
Desiree has never witnessed a
hailstorm. She saw grapple falling not
long after her arrival here, but not righteous hail. As we peered out, hail began falling with greater
and greater intensity. The stones ranged
from the size of a marble down to the size of a pea. The inside of my cabin soon roared with the
report of hailstones against the metal roof.
Hoping for Desiree to
experience the storm with all senses, I did what any other semi-normal person
would do. I opened the cabin door and
told her grab her smartphone so she could record the event. As Desiree and I filmed the storm, hail glanced
off the outside step and bounced inside the cabin.
The storm lasted for only a few
minutes, but deposited enough hail inside the cabin, we had to sweep it up into
a dustpan. Given that, I guess we shall
call Desiree’s first hailstorm a success.
Photo of Desiree Sweeping Up
Hail
Sweeping Video
Hailstorm Video
—Mitchell Hegman
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