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This weekend was amazing in terms of storms.
Friday morning I drove Reuben to work. On the wat through Park Ridge, it starte pouring. It was the pounding, pelting type heavy rain that made me glad I was in a car and not cycling. The best thing about the storm you ask? The skies were perfectly clear and blue for most of the rain.
Later that afternoon while waiting for him to finish up and come out to the car, it started hailing. It was nothing much, only pea sized hail, but it was exiting. Reuben gets in the car and says that's nothing. You missed the walnut sized hail we had earlier. Driving on Golf Rd through Schaumburg was slow as it was pouring very very hard. We got out to South Barington Hills, and it was sunny and warm and beautiful.
On the drive back into the city yesterday afternoon the sky was full of huge dark clouds, and light rain. Traffic was slow. We got to the toll booth out by O hare and the sky drastically lit up. Instead of being less rainy, the skies opened up. The windsheild wipers were going swishswishswishswish, and as I got off the expressway, the rain started to get so fast and furiously hard that you could almost not see in front of you even with the wipers on the fastest setting. Going through the jog on Cicero avenue, traffic got blocked as two cars were taking refuge under the vioducts. We crawled the remaining six blocks home, and then get stuck out in the car for almost an hour as it started hailing as well as pouring.
eventually we got inside to discover that the chimney seal at the roof leaked and therer was a line of wet running down the chimney (which runs through tha hall and kitchen), and my mom needs to call and get that fixed.
I wish we had a digital camera. It was amazing, the drift of hailstones against the flowers planted alongside the church across the street from our house. The morning glories had just opened that morning, and the few flowers out got town to shreds (we have three left) surprisingly enough, nothing else was severly damaged in the garden.
It's surprising, I love lightning, but hatehatehate loud thunder. Is that weird?
Friday morning I drove Reuben to work. On the wat through Park Ridge, it starte pouring. It was the pounding, pelting type heavy rain that made me glad I was in a car and not cycling. The best thing about the storm you ask? The skies were perfectly clear and blue for most of the rain.
Later that afternoon while waiting for him to finish up and come out to the car, it started hailing. It was nothing much, only pea sized hail, but it was exiting. Reuben gets in the car and says that's nothing. You missed the walnut sized hail we had earlier. Driving on Golf Rd through Schaumburg was slow as it was pouring very very hard. We got out to South Barington Hills, and it was sunny and warm and beautiful.
On the drive back into the city yesterday afternoon the sky was full of huge dark clouds, and light rain. Traffic was slow. We got to the toll booth out by O hare and the sky drastically lit up. Instead of being less rainy, the skies opened up. The windsheild wipers were going swishswishswishswish, and as I got off the expressway, the rain started to get so fast and furiously hard that you could almost not see in front of you even with the wipers on the fastest setting. Going through the jog on Cicero avenue, traffic got blocked as two cars were taking refuge under the vioducts. We crawled the remaining six blocks home, and then get stuck out in the car for almost an hour as it started hailing as well as pouring.
eventually we got inside to discover that the chimney seal at the roof leaked and therer was a line of wet running down the chimney (which runs through tha hall and kitchen), and my mom needs to call and get that fixed.
I wish we had a digital camera. It was amazing, the drift of hailstones against the flowers planted alongside the church across the street from our house. The morning glories had just opened that morning, and the few flowers out got town to shreds (we have three left) surprisingly enough, nothing else was severly damaged in the garden.
It's surprising, I love lightning, but hatehatehate loud thunder. Is that weird?