A six-minute hail storm erupted this evening.
The size of peas on steroids perhaps.
Just long enough to start trashing the baskets and pots.
Just long enough to add a crunchy topping to tables,
and to provide a slushy for dogs to lick off the deck.
Just short enough that moody black clouds move on quickly and the sun bursts through again moments later.
Just short enough to provide an icy jumping beans game on a trampoline.
Fifteen minutes later, what hail storm?
Woah - weird cotton-wool cloud formations left in its wake.