We're at the end of May and so far we haven't been hit with the searing summer heat that we were pounded with last year but the weather was fierce last night and we were pelted with rain and hailstones the size of golfballs as a storm surged overhead and then split to head East and North.
I like to sit on my patio and watch the rain, which wasn't so much of a novelty when I lived in England, and I shared the covered area with my dogs and a toad who appears each summer and digs himself a space in one of my flower pots.
