Hail mania

Summer hail storm.

As we were enjoying a friendly, but competitive game of Settlers of Catan with my parents today, the greyish skies opened up into a torent of hailstones. They started lightly at the beginning but quickly grew in size and intensity until the surrounding roofs, yards, and crags in the mountains were absolutely covered. It was beautiful and a little frightening with the lightening and loud thunder. We watched from the windows, mesmorized by the sight, and wondered how long we'd be without power as a result. Then, just as we were ready to sit back to finish the game, Scotty noticed that water was quickly running out of both electrical outlets in the kitchen.

I'm not much for electrical problems, but I figured that was not a good sign. Scotty began to mop the water toward the drain in the floor when my dad shouted from the other room that a light switch was also running water and pooling rapidly on the ground. A brief minute later and water began dripping out of the ceiling and obviously gathering behind the walls, marked by growing wet patches in the paint. It seemed the storm was determined to come into our house and water down everything. Out came the buckets, the towels and more mopping...at the time we left, an hour or so after it had all started, we still had a significant run of water from the ceiling. But, at least I won Settlers.
Here's our Christmas lunch, a simple one I prepared for our parents of crock pot turkey breast, orange sweet potatoes, savory veggies, cheese biscuits, and strawberry spinach salad: