Friday marked the beginning of a new month. Sylvia spent most of the morning packing and loading the car, and by lunch-time she was at her father’s house. That afternoon they drove to Glen Lake, which is near the Sleeping Bear National Lakeshore and sand dunes. Sylvia’s great grandfather built a cottage there many years ago. It’s a great place for a vacation, and that’s what they’re doing.
About six PM, I heard the sound of rain on the roof. This time it was louder than normal and a single look told the story. Hail the size of very large peas accounted for the din.
What do you think of that? The warm earth and heavy rain washed the hail quickly away.
Lots and lots of rain fell. Nellie was frightened and hid under a chair.
Bliss Drain became a lake. Look at that rain gauge. Yes, that’s 4.5 inches in about an hour. Hail fell for over a half hour.
When Nellie came to hide under a chair, she was running and acted upset. Later, I went to investigate. About an inch of water in a basement that is always dry. It’s nice to live on a hill. But despite that a lot of stuff got wet.
It was going to be a busy weekend for me. More next time.