We’ve got a major storm passing through southwest Idaho as I write. It started at our house with some of the biggest hail I’ve ever seen, (including during all my years in Iowa, a state which can throw up a doozy of a thunderstorm.)
Evidently, we got off lucky. Down in Jordan Valley it was golfball-sized, and there was one report of baseball-sized hail. Good-bye windshields.
The hail we got here was big enough to decimate my squash patches though.
But Bert, Bertha, Beatrix, and all the other winter squashes are okay.
I tried to take a video during the worst of the hail fall but screwed up and only got a couple of seconds. Here’s an earful of what it sounded like though.
It was all pretty exciting and I…big thunderstorm fanatic that I am…actually loved the whole thing. The hubster laughed when I told him so and commented that thunderstorms are the only thing in existence that could trash my garden and leave me happy about it afterwards.
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The Odd and Unmentionable 
Talk about hail! That’s major. Glad to hear you’re enjoying it.
Crazy, isn’t it? It was hail so big it could hurt somebody! I learned a little respect today. 🙂
Reblogged this on By the Mighty Mumford and commented:
BY THE TIME ONE RINSES IT OFF THERE WON’T BE ANYTHING LEFT AS ODDLY-SHAPED ICE CUBES.
Some of them looked like big eyeballs and were surprisingly dense. It was most curious indeed. 🙂 Thanks again for the reblog! You’re so generous.
I thought of the human body, too, but not eyeballs. Teeth!
You’re right. Molars. I didn’t see it before. 🙂
The squash patch got squashed!! 😀
Shredded! The garden looks very post-hurricane this morning. Now that I think about it I can’t imagine how the farmers in the area are feeling today. Ouch!
That was the day I got nothing but wind.
Evidently, Eagle took the brunt of the hail. The CSA we belong to was decimated. Our bag-o-produce last week was fairly mangled looking…but we supported our farmers so they could continue next year! Just what the program is supposed to do. 🙂