Can you see the lark ascending? What a lovely afternoon. - Kate Bush, "Prologue," from Aerial
High Temperature: 71F Low Temperature: 46F Sunrise: 6:35 am Sunset: 8:10 pm Humidity: 38% Wind: nnw 20 mph
The forecast was correct. At around 8:45 pm last night we were hit by a strong thunderstorm that came loaded with hail. We had heard the thunder hours earlier, rumbling in the distance. For about 20 minutes the hail clattered down onto the roof and thudded into the grass. Though it was too dark to see, we could judge the size by the sound it made when landing on the roof: the brittle ice cube sound of small hail, then a burst of deep booms from the larger, heavier stuff. It was a violent but short-lived storm. Within 45 minutes all was peaceful outside. No wind, no rain. The crickets and frogs resumed their night singing and we drifted off to sleep.
By morning the skies had emptied. There was nothing but blue and a soft, cool breeze.
During our afternoon walk, a disorderly flock of Franklin's Gulls flew low overhead, the stark white of their feathers flickering and flashing in the bright sun. According to our bird book, they are a common sight over prairie country during migration. In our 13 years here, we've never before seen them.